Propriety

Written 7/5

My family cannot see me

for who I really am

Nor can they see

The hopeless state I'm in

They do not know about

My constant anxiety

Nor can they fathom

My perpetual fight with propriety

How can I keep going?

Fighting who I am

Or is it more like hiding

In fear of the dam

That dam of society

Holding everything in place

Because once that dam is broken

I won't know my place

I'm scared

Downright terrified

Of who I'm going to be

I just know I will never follow

        what society wants in propriety