Uniqueness breeds disdain

Uniqueness breeds disdain - poem

There's this foreign concept about rarity,

I dream dreams,

Perhaps they don't differ from others but why should that matter,

Why should it matter, they're not new,

If shared by others, just as pure?

Rarity implies a resistance to the idea of ambition,

And my right to succeed certainly doesn't rely on those around me

Why does my uniqueness need to batter the rest,

The concept of rarity is competition,

Judging normality is as disgraceful as judging the opposers,

My aspiration shall not be forced upon by society,

I shall not deform my life to please the outsiders,

My life may be traditional,

But who's to say the rest should follow?

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