The Price Of Non-conformity
30 May, 2011
Author: Meridian Zuriel
You don’t like what I write
You don’t like my opinion
You want me to walk on eggshells
For you
You don’t like me to speak
You just like me to listen
You want me to side with the world
And not speak what is true
You don’t like me
We never really met
Let’s not judge one another
It isn’t smart
You want me to be a conformist
You wish I were different
You want me to be what I’m not
But it’s not in my heart
You don’t want me to lead
You just want me to follow
To be a part of the crowd
Well, I can’t
You don’t like individuality
You don’t like boldness
You want me to change from peculiarity
Well, I ain’t
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Meri (205.188.116.135) -- Monday, May 30 2011, 08:06 pm Living in the south where can't rhymes with ain't. |
| Becky (75.16.237.179) -- Tuesday, May 31 2011, 12:20 am to your own self be true... You can be no one but yourself always.. Just think how boring the world would be if everyone conformed.... From one non-conformist to another.. good job... |
| Meridian (64.12.117.71) -- Tuesday, May 31 2011, 01:33 am Although we as a human race have differences of opinion, I think that in itself, makes us special. I'm like you. I couldn't live in a world where everyone was the same and I mean everyone. Thanks Dreamer. |
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