Perception

Why do we cave into others perceptions

Allowing them to define who we are and how we feel,

Their views stain our mind like a poison seeping in

Their views creeping like a microscopic bug under our skin,

They cause us to betray our soul and heart,

They make us feel mediocre and craven,

Filling us with self doubt and self loathing

That we feel can only be healed by others approval,

We act like manaquines and puppets

There for others to impose dress sense on

And to instill thoughts and words and we allow them until done,

We fear reproach from others if we get it wrong

But we must stand empowered and very strong,

And learn to live a life where we sing and dance to our own song.