Acquiescence

The call was loud

Compelling in its courtship 

Persuasive in its pursuit 

I couldn’t help but follow suit. 

So this is the sound of acquiescence 

Simple in its essence

Syllables with lessons

Vowels that paint a picture

Of all that adolescents 

Endure just to conform 

To standards that are at best bizarre

And do us nothing but harm

Now I don’t mean to alarm

Or even fucking scar

You anymore than you already are

But this is a call to arms

To fight for who you are.