Conformism Poem by Tony Sandy

Conform, conform
Do what I say.
Conform, conform
Do things my way.

You tell me to do this
You say I should do that,
I try to be me
But you just want to
Squash me flat.

Conform, conform
Do what I say.
Conform, conform
Do things my way.

I hear your empty words,
You say you know best
I listen broken hearted
Because you consider me
a much too lively pest.

Conform, conform
Do what I say.
Conform, conform
Do things my way.