Better Now

Shoulda known better
To take a false offer
By whims of trend setters
And weighty imposters

Theres always been mockers
Sure, even scoffers
Perfected people
Turned tomatoe lobbers

Steady insisting
There's something Im missing
A default in motive,
and problem in wishing

Its not my conditon
Its theres thats impaired
How subtle the whispers
How steady thier stares

Worried? not even
For me its a season
For them its a sentence
To deal with thier demons

I was like that too,
Before I outgrew
The whole group facade
That turns faces blue
Im happier now, and rightfully too
Finding sides of myself
I once never knew