A Dirty Word?

When I look around

I see conformity.

We try to be the same

to maintain

a sense of normalcy

but it just constricts

our voices.

The world is closing in

around us,

shoving its ideas down our throats,

telling us what to think,

what to say.


But I know

that we can think for ourselves

make our own decisions,

put our own ideas on the shelves

of our minds.

We just have to stand up,

make our own decisions

and be unique

because unique doesn't have to be a dirty word.


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