Poetic Whispers

Carbon copies

Nearly every person is an exact carbon copy

Do you not get bored acting and looking the same?

Is it not annoying to have to dumb yourself down so much?

Doesn't your mouth hurt from having a permanent frown on your face?

I suppose you get used to it

We're born into this life told to be ourselves

And every minute after that is spent telling us how to do that

There is no 'proper way' to be yourself- there's no guide book

Was there a manual I missed?

Out of a school of hundreds

I can pick out maybe five that are unique

I guessed we missed the memo

Is intelligence not a good quality anymore?

I'm sorry- I guess I'll stop raising my hand in class

Is enjoying writing a crime?

Arrest me now

I didn't realize that there was a dress code:

Short crop tops and booty shorts every day

Excuse me

But I'm just a little more comfortable in my sweats

Is straight long hair the only acceptable style?

I didn't realize that someone cropping their hair short

Was an acceptable reason for you to make gestures

And label her as gay

But whatever memo I missed

Whatever special assembly there was telling us how to act

I'n glad I didn't listen

Go ahead and copy the girl next to you who copied the girl next to her

I'll just sit back and watch all the Abercrombie bitches from afar

Because I refuse to be another carbon copy