Fragile (an acrostic poem)

Flexible was never how Cybil would describe herself

Really she was almost as stiff as a steel beam

And yet she was nowhere as tough

Given she could simply walk down the street and pull any number of muscles

It was frustrating to want to do so much, but she just couldn’t

Looking at her you would never know

Else you might cut her some slack

 

Image: cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-neo29sbo9q/images/stencil/1280×1280/products/3704/20782/1614C35-WB__51538.1537453808.jpg?c=2&imbypass=on

Misfit (an acrostic poem)

Maybe I would fit in if he just compromised a little bit

If he could be just a bit more flexible with his morals

Shift a bit in his political views one direction or another

Find a niche where the contrast grayed out just a bit more

It would make things so much easier in life

The fact that that would break him leaves him with no choice and loneliness

 

Image: pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/966407342966411264/KCWwU2Fo_400x400.jpg