An image of perfection
Encircled in an appearance of innocence.
An aura of infinite wisdom
Alluring the mere approval of society.
An illusion of individuality,
But in reality an instrument in the hands of dictators,
Concerning the choice of what is and is not.
Imprisonment in readjustment,
Intoxicating the minorities.
Fleeing from uncertainty,
To penetrable contentment.
Engaged in the conquest,
Jeopardizing all alternatives.
A statement of insecurity,
Despising the concentrated ray of various insights.
A substance engulfing revelation,
The revelation of my martyrdom,
From the undaunting definition of “normal”.