Is it worth it all,
Rejection,
Poor service,
Hostile glances?
All in all, the price we pay
For being what we are,
Unconformed,
Amidst mass conformity.
Should we submit,
And be overwhelmed
By numbers,
Teeming multitudes,
One with humanity's shame,
Uniformity.
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