Chained are thee who play the part
But Free are we that wear the scars
of those who judge us
because we know not
how to be Phony
All we know is real....
Far from Holy but still
Far better that Fake
Make no mistake
I aim to please
But not if pleasing means
giving up all that is me
No indeed
The seed that I am planting is prosperity and truth
The seed that you are planting is filled with insincerity
and only barbarity will bloom
From the Garden that defines you
and apparently you've resigned to that definition
Afraid to be different
Just to simply "Be" is not sufficient
and I don't get it.
Why you long to be equal to everyone else
I'll never understand
I don't strive to be equal....
but rather Greater than.
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