"Simple Society" by Tracy S.

i look out and see the world in which i live in.
People living in fear of what others are thinking.
They look inside and know it's not them,
but still they feel the need to pretend.
Stereotypers putting people in categories,
Mexican immigrants destined to work in factories.
Growing up with people who have this way of thinking,
constantly in wonder, is this what is to become of me?
Another wetback who's life is controlled by society.
To not get pregnant before I am out of high school that's just not the story.
This is what I've been told since i was young,
this is who I am to become.
No, not me the thoughts going through my head.
I'm going to college to get a degree in English.
'Cause to me life is nothing but a book,
everyone thinks they know what one is,
until they read that one that blows them away.
A book as common as beginning to end,
but what's in between is hand written with pen.
Once done past can't be changed.
You can write a stereotype and easily follow in it's path,
or choose to write a different story,
prove you can't be placed in a category.