We are taught,
to walk the fine line,
between what is wrong and right,
that there's only black and white.
A constant stream of
the list of consequences,
and the customs and traditions
our society follows,
holding on to a life line.

These laws, rules, and regulations
closing in around us,
tightening their grip,
the noose around our necks.
And even when you try to do right,
the once in a blue moon slip ups, and mess ups
magnified a thousand times
by those seeking, looking for a mistake, a break in the line of perfect mannequins.