Piece by piece I pack myself away
Condensed into a bag too small
Some words here and actions there
My thoughts sprinkled about

My feelings stripped to its minimum
All so it can fit
Because fitting in is most important
Fitting in keeps you from being different

In reality it keeps you from being yourself
This small bag doesn't want me to be me
Rather it wants me to pack up nicely
It wants me to hold myself together with a zipper

What the bag doesn't know is
I'm busting at the seams
There's too much of me to fit
I can't possibly condense to so little of me

So if I'm going to pack myself up
I'm bringing all of me
No piece left behind
Because I want to be different
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