they want their illusions

*so much thought and effort has been placed on me, and it's sickening. this will be the last piece of this nature for some time.
there is too much information; there is too much education.
and the words tumble out, with those thoughts you won't repress, until they're stepping away, don't know how to handle it.
you were always told
"be yourself; be true; don't worry
if they can't cut it, if they leave you high and dry.
they looked in the mirror when they met you, and they want their illusions.
settle
when you are appreciated.
it will take time to embrace you, because
alone
you challenge convention, and then you open your mouth."