Why

Why do I have to be a color?

Or a size

Or a face

Or a look

Why do I need this reputation

to be apart of the crowds and the record books?

Why must I have this label

to be content with who I am?

Who is this "society" to tell me where I stand?

If I paint myself a smile

Or draw the image you perceive

Would the sketches still be yours?

Or can I have them now?

So I ask you once again,

Why I need this thing

This thing you call a label

To ensure my hopes and dreams

But you can have the drawings

And the reputation too,

"Create" me all you want,

but do you see me defining you?

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