Can the Molds
They can cast molds for anything
Your looks, your loves, your truths.
And we cut frames for everything
Genders, powers, cultures.
It is not love if there’s no fear
To lose yourself – to disappear
And hurt, hurt, hurt.
You can’t be friends when you have loved
Or then it means you never loved
It’s wrong, wrong, wrong.
You do not look like you date girls
Go on and hide your dress and curls
You don’t, don’t, don’t
Fit the package I built to make
Myself at ease – for my own sake
You won’t, won’t, won’t
Resist the mold for much longer
Can you not see how much simpler
Life is, is, is
If you just comply and you sit
There in your box with no exit
And do not feel.
For we cast molds with anything
And they like frames on everything
They decorate the emptiness
We fabricate their happiness.
I have been thinking a lot about how we are told, time after time, what we should look like, and how we should act around our lovers, our ex-lovers, our friends, at work… And every time, I reach the conclusion that perhaps it is not about what we should or should not do, but about what we are capable of. What if your ex and you are both happy as friends? What if you do not believe you should look boyish when you’re a girl who loves girls or over manly when you’re a boy who loves girls? What if you think you are capable of disinterested love, or giving without expecting to be given in return? Perhaps you think you can take that trip on your own, and handle that project! Maybe you are a sick right now, or depressed, or struggling, but you are still convinced you are going to make it, no matter how long it takes. What if you are simply capable of thinking outside the boxes you try to fit in and accept who you are and just do you? You are capable of thinking outside the box, if that’s what works for you. And you are capable of doing you.