Do Not
Do not tell me
What I am,
What I can do,
What I must think,
Who I must be,
In order to be
A good person,
An acceptable person
A sound person
A person you might like.
Do not tell me
That I must conform
Be like others
Be like everyone
Be like you,
Be positive
Hide my faults
My failings
My pain
And my griefs,
Just so I fit the slot
You have so kindly
Allocated for someone
A little like me.
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Fabulous poem, Viv:)
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