Why would you want to be a copy
when you could be different?
Why would you be like every body
when you could live without pretense?
Aren’t you sick of sticking to those rules,
especially ones that don’t make sense?
People would still hold you up to ridicule,
laughing at you, giving offense.
Let us be who we’re proud to be
and be free starting this moment.
We’ll be happy with no worries,
ignoring any snarky comment!
— Petra
This poem came to me one late night when I was trying to sleep. It took me a while to finish it, but I’m very happy with it. I hope you like it. For more poetry, don’t forget to follow me. 🙂
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