One word is all it takes to change the view
When she says “no!” they all say “she must go”
All she did was read To Be Not and grew
So she conforms to the id that must go
Will she realize she can’t conform today?
She can’t do the norm and stay with a cross
Though she may have a price to pay
She will model her own way like a boss
Ideals, being perfect can’t draw a line
Between whose thoughts are wrong and right in twined
To think they said “she could not be so inclined
To rise above an idle state of mind”
Yet when she meets at the middle line’s sight
What day that day will be subline in light
