You twist you stretch you pull you bend
to fit into these three dimensions.
Distorting your face subduing your thoughts
all to fit inside this beautiful box.
Society wins which you’ve allowed
to dictate the way you view your spouse.
It brings much torment as you get dressed
you’ve changed 3 times “I look a mess.”
When’d you decide that it was fine
To remain inclined to fit in?
You’ve been created not replicated
but you’re mistakenly a copycat.
Created uniquely for exceptional reasons
But with every season you’ve fallen flat.
You’re bending, twisting, turning, distorting
the once magnificent unique form.
Once you realize you look just fine
You’ll feel so free a lovely storm.
Learn to be happy whole and free
The realization is liberating.
I’m inclined to ask…so please reply
isn’t that box a bit confined?
Climb out my love,
and spread your wings… fly.
Written by Ashley Cole