Two Things

Sitting on this moldy sofa At this boring party Everyone around me Acting like they’re the hottest thing I’m watching them all Pondering All the life advice I’ve heard About individuality And I can’t help but notice That everyone I see Is acting like another person No one has a true self And we’re all just trying to fit into the norm. I can’t help but ask Why is it that we constantly push for self acceptance We teach kids to be themselves We preach the word “honesty” in yellow letters on a chalkboard But yet Aren’t we all Pretending to be someone else? We are a race of followers trying to set an example by following the original one about how life is supposed to be lived. In other words, more normal words There is no such thing as cool. There is only normal and unconventional And even though some try to break the boundaries As I look around I’m beginning to think That the latter of those two things doesn’t exist either.