May dreams be small or not at all
For finer things weren't meant for you
Must speak slow with head held low
Just as they expect you'll do
You shall never cry or breathe a sigh
Lest you appear fragile or weak
And whenever used or badly abused
Take it and turn the other cheek
Remember your place and your disgrace
Perhaps enduring won't be so bad
Don't ever be strong as this is wrong
I promise you'll wish you never had
©S. Austin Vincoski
