Borders of expectations.
Behavior controlled to abide by comfort.
Everyone freely giving their opinion
An unsolicited meal of shoulds
With heaping tablespoons of guilt.
Unasked, no thanks, I’ve already eaten.
I’m allergic to the rules of your worldview.
I’m tired of living in captivity.
A domesticated version of who I am.
Who I was born to be
Faults, weird, genius and all.