Don’t Be A Copycat
Don’t be a copycat, carbon and thin,
Tracing the outline of somebody’s skin.
Don’t wear a voice that was never your own,
Or live in a shadow where nothing has grown.
It’s easy to echo what others have said,
To borrow their dreams and sleep in their bed.
To mimic their laughter, their swagger, their stride,
And tuck your own spark safely inside.
But what is a mirror that never looks back?
A face with no features, a sky that is black.
A song with no tremor, no crack in the tone,
A house full of people that feels like a loan.
You weren’t born blank like a page to be filled
With copies of others’ ambitions and wills.
You came with a rhythm, a pulse in your chest,
A pattern of thought that won’t match the rest.
Maybe your laugh is too loud for the room.
Maybe your plans don’t fit in with the gloom.
Maybe your questions make some people squirm.
Good. That’s your fire. Let it burn.
