a dread of not conforming
not able to fit in
maybe is a warning
of flaws that lie within.
yet we keep performing
to hide our secret sin.
I wrote this poem when I was thinking about how we do everything
to conform to other people. Even our clothes and personality and morals-
we do only the things that our peers approve of.
Sometimes we hide our true personalities just to be the person others
want us to be.
But hopefully we will have the courage to stand up for what is right
even if our friends or whoever don't approve.
poetry