What is it, about our uniqueness,
Should it exist?
Is it seen as a weakness,
To be burnt away, like mist,
Our spark and our idiosyncrasies,
Does society want us to conform,
Join the herd, act in ways that please,
Step in line, stay within the norm,
What is it about, your uniqueness,
That I celebrate and applaud,
Your honesty, drive and genius,
Your flaws I also laud,
What is it, about my uniqueness,
That I cherish and nurture,
The me that exists, that’s not seamless,
My drive for happiness, still a searcher,
Our spark and idiosyncrasies,
Should be cherished,
They are the oil and the antifreeze,
That fuel creativity, not see it perished.
