[David]
We should no longer be projections of a whole society; instead, we should be objections with our own variety, even if that means standing with piety. Listen up, although now it may seem trivial, everyone here is their own individual. Our ties to societal normalities may seem indivisible, but in reality we can be independent. Let’s make our nostalgic moments a little more reminiscent. As a matter of fact, pondering our situation, I had a vision and wrote a smidgeon of information. It went something like this:
” How does it feel to look like everybody else,
replenishing the hype, but diminishing yourself?
How does it feel to wear everything your friends rock,
to chill in your car and bump everything your friends knock?
You can’t think for yourself, you’re in a headlock.
You can’t sell your own style like it’s deadstock.”
We’re so lost. Instead of loving women and getting together in wedlock,
we’re too obsessed with telling them, “I can make your bedrock.”
In lieu of all we do, the decisions we make, all the guilty pleasures in which we partake, let’s consider what else is at stake.

[AJ]
As we intake the thought processes of one another, instead of creating our own minds, I find people struggling to refine themselves, not understanding the true importance of individualism. Not in instances of transcendentalism, but just perfecting the mind and it’s whereabouts; how cogitation can lead to an America free of the lack of motivation, leading to cerebration and humans coming to realize that they need to find their own brains. So we can shine alone and build a place where we can tweak ourselves with the absence of conformity and where no one looks at me absurdly when I decide to speak.

[David]
Our styles vary, like our very anatomies.
And don’t be mad at me when I say this: but although it may seem like some incarnation of formality,
let’s take advantage of our situation and embrace individuality.
As you brave poets step upon this plank,
in order to deserve any reverence or thanks,
I want you to portray yourself so that when you’re done, people will say, that poet was… well, you fill in the blank.

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I grow apprehensive as you are nearing me, we clasp eyes but only for a second as I flutter through my cluttered thoughts attempting to conjure the proper words to greet you cordially, I assuredly desire your affection and as you walk even closer I realize your body is artistry in motion and your face is equivalent to the sun rise, it’s the only thing on I’d be content with waking up to every morning, I am too afraid to advise you of my feelings, so I settle for a “hi”, it is such a simple word yet you respond saying “hi” in the most eloquent fashion and that word infest my mind with joyous redundancy. I’d love to accompany you on a date or relax with you and talk about your problems but instead I just sit in my room and imagine what could be.