Nothing Is Ever As It Seems Poem by Nichole Jones

All that glitters is not gold
Or so I have always been told
And the more I seem to learn
The truer the saying holds

A culture based on dated ideals
That scorns authenticity
We idolize and respect the ones
Who best project a false identity

Yet in an ironic twist of fate
It’s always those chosen few
That deviously live those secret lives
Doing exactly what we’re told not to

Why idealize this distorted life
When time and again we see
The ideals society projects on us
Aren’t sustainable in reality

I think that I would rather
Live my life for me
Free to do the things I want
Being who I want to be

Not seeking to achieve perfection
I don’t need admiration or praise
Let me live the way I please
Not conforming to standard ways

Some may call me eccentric
Unorthodox, divergent or taboo
I could care less, and as a matter of fact
I feel the same way about you