Hello,
My name is,
This is why I’m here today —
But more than that.
Go farther,
Do better.
Oh, okay.
I want to make a difference —
But not like that, try it this way.
This is what you should say.
Talk this way, speak these words.
I promise you will fit the mold better this way —
But I don’t want
To fit the mold,
I want gold, mounted in old damaged homes
Owned by the founders of pure determination, hard work
Earned by more than the common odds,
Like waste thrown to the dogs,
I am worth something, I want them to know
These thoughts and feelings aren’t for nothing.
You expressed a lot today, perhaps we
should reschedule?
No, I am reshaping the schedule.
My words, my lips, write the story.
Too long have they been sewn shut by the
Tiny metal lies, threading their way into my brain
Saying that my truth is not true, that my dreams cannot be dreamt,
But they are and they can.
So let me ask you a question; how,
And why, do you wish
To strip my voice of all meaning,
All potential, from which the future is held?
I’m sorry I–
Don’t understand? Sure, I understand.
Keep asking your questions
Then sit back, watch
As originality unfolds.
I don’t want
To fit the mold.
