fauxcroft

So if I don’t conform

To your levels of propiety,

This is just me being me

Showing my individuality,

Speaking my mind

And seeking out the truth,

Looking for answers

Then examining the proof,

It may be weird it maybe strange

In what you think is a normal society,

Based on people living up

To what they think is propiety,

But that’s not me, I have my own beliefs

So don’t hate on me or give me grief,

Just because you don’t agree with me

In your conditioned mind,

Governed by propiety

I refuse to follow without question blindly,

I am a free soul and seeing you

Always seems to remind me,

Of how good it feels to finally

Fine about opting out of your society.