[Feeble]

A catalyst of imperfections and perfections
Bundled into a humble soul Perceptions
twisted often misunderstood
Overlooked by the book of rules
Of how I am supposed to be Percieved to be.....
All these stereotypes Tied to me.....
How Do I break free From the trapped mentality of themherand she....
I swallow my pride daily
With my hands outstretched for nothing
but a validated hug from HER whoever she may be
Just an ounce of reaasurance I swear
would reformat me
Judge us
Judge you
Judge me
Judge......WE.....
unexplainably we conform without even really knowing.
Knowing is beautiful
Rules seem inevitable
Trust seems unbelievable
Individiduality = extinct
......I bet that makes u think.