Flirting With Conformity Part 2
I do not know why we have this
thing between us. A forbidden
union, ugly & engorged.
Hidden deep within
Your tongue plated with silver
whispers sweet things in my ear
Adorn me with words & phrases
that brings me comfort in my conformity.
Giving my ego that deep-tissue massage
entering into ecstasy of security within a group
Where I trade my autonomy for company
Applaud me and give me a standing ovation
Treats me like the best show he has ever seen
We have been back, back, and forth, and forth
He has shown me the shortcuts,
a temporary happiness
There is even denial that it exists
But we just let it play it out
The company keeps me warm
But lately I have been feeling lonely
I yearn to walk the room and still be myself
Be confident and relinquish fear of acceptance
But I will not stop if do not as well
We have to part ways, I have met adaptability
I really needed somebody, and adaptability
gave me a taste of my worth
I have come to know I do not have to trade
myself
Having a voice and being a voice
is much more worthy of my pursuit
I choose agility.
To respond to change proactively
rather than acting in accordance with expectations
I bid you farewell
Goodbye my old love Conformity!
I love how this read and feels like an awakening on a physical, emotional and spiritual level -- loved this!
ReplyDeleteThank you Molly. I appreciate your feedback.
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