This poem was in the first issue of my school paper w/o my knowledge. ah it's so cheesy!
What do you do
when you can't, physically
fit into the mold
that has been fortold, of
how is a girl supposed to be?
Do even you know,
The way to act and the way to show yourself
Do you have the key to conformity?
I Dont! I cant! I Wont!
and I don't want it.
I'm different than anyone else
all myself.
dreaming about who you want to be
is a waste of who you are.
We all wanna be diffrent,
Just like everybody else
Sometimes don't you feel
Just a tribe apart?
Hand over the conformity key to me
and watch out! I'll swallow it
Then no one will be able to conform, at all.
Conform to what?
Do even you know?
The way to act and the way to show.
It doesn't really matter.
Just don't follow any leaders
lead the path of your own heart.