PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I struggle for the perfection as dictated to me

my eyes forced to comprehend what i may never see

the structure of a confusing world fabricated by the fearful and monotonous

we follow in their mandated footsteps never wondering what ever happened to us

decades slip by as quickly as the morning dew

yet we never question this forced point of view

as we wake up each morning to accomplish tasks set in stone

i wonder what kind of actions will occur and it's corresponding tone

we can decide to be strange

the news of our exploits reach a new age

we can explore

as with each new discovery, our collective understanding soars

we can persist and resist the monotony

the difference between us binds us and makes us kin

or we can continue down this path of forced normality

and observe who cracks first. You or me.