Surviving
By saying the socially accepted things
In the socially funny ways
And the weird things
Without being too weird
Mastering it
Playing the game
Becomes survival
But also a prison
Of dependency
And an inner knowing
That I have to keep playing that game
Or I will be rejected
And knowing
That I am loved for how I play
Not for who I am
Lonely
In my prison
What good is being loved for how I play?
Showing who you are
You might lose ‘friends’
Keep playing the game
And you´re disconnected
In a lose lose situation
Why not go for the win?
And daring to show more
More and more people are doing it
You might just meet
Someone
And connect