A non-pompous approach to poetry

Inherently

Inherently man is bad,

According to Freud of course.

Inherently I am bad, 

According to my loved ones of course.

Apparently I am inherently wrong,

I am told by those who call me smart.

Apparently they are inherently right,

I am told by those who constantly

look to me 

for reassurance that they are not 

inherently a representative of 

stupidity.

I should share my ideas, 

According to those who don't want to listen.

I should not just leave arguments,

According to those who don't want to dispute.

Apparently I should be of my own morality, 

I am instructed by those who tell me what is right and wrong.

Apparently I should be free to do with myself as I wish,

I am instructed by those who enforce restraint

So that things I want are from me constraint

And what I desire becomes ever so feint

They are in the grasps of you.

Inherently this poem is rude.

As it should be. 

Manipulation does not merit manners.