Labels

 The world should stop giving people labels.

Where do you think the 'happy girl' hides her tears?

She doesn't sell them off to the 'sad one down the street'

When you call him 'a little dull for a boy'

He finds himself trying to force a smile when he doesn't have to.

The 'genius in class 9C' doesn't have to hear your concerns about what's happening

when he loses some marks.

Both the 'matchstick' and 'lard-arse' 

Only ever asked you how your day was

But why do you have an undying impulse 

To give them a health check everytime you meet.

 

The world should stop confining them within a word.

Spinning a web of the beholder's accounts

Around a person walking by

Only for them to get tangled in it

And find it difficult to be anything else.

If they find their way out to make their point clear, 

You make it a mission to try and find new words.

When you are told who you are,

You start believing that is your identity.

And one day when you realise you are more than that,

Where will you look for

To find the lost years of your life 

Lived in mistaken identities?

In a new word, in a new physical form,

In a new label or in yourself?

Let people be more than just adjectives

In your world.

Let people reinvent themselves again and again

Till they can finally smile at the one in the mirror.

Let people express themselves

In a way they have been dying to.

Just let them be humans.

Let them be humans finding their way,

Their way in the maze of life.