You asked me why I can’t be normal
Be ordinary just like you and them.
I ask you why you can’t be more informal
And tell me all about widespread spam.
It is about being plain and pleasing:
Keep studying, work, get hired and marry.
Deify your parents, children, power
Be diligent, opinionated, wary.
Like any ordinary human
Be the disciple of tradition.
Become yourself only assuming
You will fulfill generic mission.
I look at you and cannot get
If you are kidding me right now
Or trying hard to cover me with net
Of rubbish Earth produced somehow.
Where did you find this false knowledge?
Why do you think I’ll comprehend?
Why should I have my dreams demolished
Just to appease this churlish land?
I thank you for the information
You’ve given me with no success
To persuade me follow your dictation.
I’ll stay uncommon, nonetheless.
Anastasia Kis