Poetry Lesson?

In monotone voices
expressions and contortions
of our feelings,
to sharing our beliefs in poetry
Lessons I appear enthusiastic about
However, behind the warmest haze,
behind this ever-empty gaze
that I use as a mask, a habbit now,
there are opinions and feelings that I can't allow
to peak through the many cracks in my facade
So do you, my dearest peers, truely believe
I am capable, let alone willing,
to commit such a crime??
Am I doomed to write words
of which I can weave no message
because I am to do as I am told
in a society so blind?
I cannot bear any longer
to let such things slide
I will not speak with such fake smiles
of nature just to hide
my disgust for your expectations
that are, unfortunately, the norm
I cannot and will not
lie to people anymore
Of those who gather in such places,
sadness hidden from their faces;
In their eyes, a fleeting dream
that I shall deliver a message true
I cannot and will not
lie for you
So please, just this once I will beg:
do not walk away
Do not pine for an easy way out,
away from the majority's prying gaze
I feel I, at least, deserve one thing;
an answer to a question
An answer that eludes me
Whilst I run from my desention
Tell me this, my dearest peers,
for I've been waiting far too long to hear
your reasoning for expecting me
to live in constant fear
To think I'd use such empty words,
to use such empty gestures?
Am I to speak with false passion
words of false hope forever?
I cannot and will not
lie to myself
Stanzas and rhymes, with beats and chimes
are parts of poetry, true
But what good would such details be
if no meaning shone through?
How can poetry exist;
How can it be written
if the author has no inspiration,
but is forced instead to listen?
To learn and do, to speak and think
like any other poet, just like everyone else?
How can you expect me to comprehend
those feelings I've not felt??
Stanzas and rhymes, with beats are timed
to be focused on, on cue
But what good are all these attributes
if no meaning can shine through?
I cannot and will not
lie to people anymore
I cannot and will not
lie for you
To: The Minority
With love, from Normalcy,
who is much weaker and more vulnerable
than even itself makes it out to be
I cannot and will not
lie to myself
I cannot and will not
lie for you   
 
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