Unwilling CattleA Poem by Not Afraid of BruisesSomeoen at my school said he had respect for me - I got the feelign that this was because I stick by my ideals/morals and because I am 'different'. His assumption that I do not 'follow the crowd" really hit home for me, and I know that my actions do
I am the gorilla-cow.
A species that relies on
outside encouragement
I am lost,
lonely
dysfunctional when on my own – unhealthy.
Rounded and squared
until I am dizzy with insecurities and confusion
and never having that
perfect-
American Dream
-life example
to guide
to lead
to form, shape my mind
and so I am less,
because I never learned
my growth is hindered by
what they know, except
accept and so I am numbered,
tied and chained.
© 2008 Not Afraid of BruisesAuthor's Note
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