Conformity is my enemy


Conformity is my enemy;
Everything they took from me, they didn’t know I didn’t want it!
Your society is empty;
All they have is useless to the kid who never wanted to fit in.


We stand apart, on different plains;
I have evolved, whilst your entire existence has just stood still.
You and I could never be the same;
You are so far behind and could never catch up.
They say I should care, but I never will.


Our destinies are walking different paths;
I am route 66 and you will only ever go back.
Your personal history means nothing to me;
Your memories made you what you are,
But you are trapped by conformity.


What makes a man?  You are made from snow.
I am an iron man and when the sun comes out you will simply go.
You are as deep as glass and don’t make me laugh;
I see through your smile into your empty head
And all I can see is all the meaning that you lack.


Go stand in line, buy another phone;
You are just a clone and nobody that I will ever want to know.
Impress me or detest me;
See my apathy
And realise I do not need to know your opinion,
Because I have my own individuality.


I am a freak;
I am a geek.
I am whatever you call me,
But at least I am unique.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Female now,
           I feel it
                      I don't know how
Or if I fit

         I put on a smile
         Twist my hair
                   I change my style
                                    And give off a different air

                Now I'm male
                A distinct feeling
                    No longer scared to fail
         My confidence reeling

I laugh carelessly
Loud and bold
              Everything so freely
               A smile of gold

                              The gender slips away
                                And I am left agender
                              My feelings sway
                                                My heart and soul so tender

                                                I go about in a quiet way
                                            The scenery I'm drinking
                               Throughout the day
                                        Feeling and thinking             

             Both rush back
          At the same time
           It feels like an attack
     Like a serious crime

             I can't decide what to do
       A wild aura erupts
                         I jeer and laugh right on cue
                        My sense of self corrupt

                          It's called genderfluid
              I'm not confused
                 I decide to keep it hid
                 Because for it I'd be abused

              My soul is not content
            Living in one way
                      It needs more extent
                                         And leave behind the cliche