Blending in

Hopelessly flawed

I happen to be

A misfit, just odd

In the straitjackets of society

Do not conform

To prevailing norms

Cannot reform

The way I perform

Why can I not be 

Like everyone around

Blend in perfectly

By conformity bound?

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This was my lament

Throughout early years

The gauche adolescent

Not accepted by peers

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As I grew older, weathered by years

Found more comfort within my skin

Being different no longer was one of my fears

Confidence in myself grew from within

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We all try to blend in, we all are unique

We all are disheartened by others’ critique

Approval of others we all try to seek

If we were similar though, life would be bleak!