Sometimes you get mad
At me when I’m excited
About a new thing. It’s
Like it threatens you
And you have to kill it. I
Don’t know if it’s a
Bullying instinct,
But it’s brutal. You become
The Conformity
Cop. And I am the
Criminal. I encourage
Your interests. Passion
Doesn’t frighten me.
I want to share all of my
Life, but I realize
The time is come to
Set boundaries. We share what
We share, and we don’t
What we don’t. I am
Lowered and you are too by
This pattern. Let me
Occupy my mind
As my fortress, and you will
Receive messengers.
I cannot allow you
To do violence to my
Subjects anymore.