Why? why is it that im expected to be perfect, without error, without fault?
What must I do to blend in and not feel like a chocolate Malt?
It is utterly annoying and a pain in the ass to associate myself to something I cannot,
Be or become yet there I am looking for it as I ought,
Not to be, Instead I should be free,
Looking to be exemplified as opposed to anything other than me,

Yet in the end im trying to associate instead of being associated with or assoicated to,
Im doing what in my heart I dont want to do,
The inner me, peaceful and content is fine, he is sturdy through my war,
The outer, superficial but always meaningful, knows not what hes fighting for,
He thinks he wants this or that, and maybe the inner wants it to,
But the inner is always the real you,

So again I sit frustrated, warring with no one but myself,
Wanting to not let one rule the other, but rather let the inner come out and be free,
Let the real me shine from sea to shining sea,
It does, it does shine, it does come free,
Like a lion let out of his cage he roars fiercely,
But to no avail, because there is no set plan to keep him free, only to return him to his cage,
Where like me, he turns from soft and gentle, to hard and RAGE,

I can only bring him out in spurts, but when I do its glory,
All gather, wanting to hear his story,
Well who is he? What is he? What did he go through?
How has his life shaped many and not few?
I dont know and may need your help,
Currently, this lion has lost its roar and feels wilted to a meager yelp!