Properly: A lament of expectations
Doing what you're told
and only that drains your personality. Even if you have to tone what makes you you while at work, you should never have to do it around friends or family. Make some time for yourself, and know yourself. Feel free in your actions, even if you have a "yes man" job right now.
This poem reflects my restraint when having to deal with the feeling of not being allowed to be myself. It's not my best, but I've tried several times to edit, to no avail. I've decided to let it go. Please critique if you have the time! =) Thanks.
I no longer speak
the way I should,
properly.
Or dress as I must
for an outing.
But properly,
I sit.
Properly,
I listen.
I have no other
task in my
occupation.
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© 2012 Jennifer Kessner