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So closed minded, can’t accept other things,
say I should follow rules, make it boring,
can’t accept other forms, prejudiced against mine,
say to use it correctly, but why,
will it accomplish more, or will it kill the art,
will it aid it, or aid it in its death,
why should I change for them, it accomplishes nothing,
I hope they can one day open their minds,
I hope they can learn to see details,
why can’t they respect art, another form of it,
why can’t I be free,
why must I abide by rules for it to be “good,”
it accomplishes nothing more,
they are shackled by the rules,
why do they see that I should be the same,
it is style, no rhyming, no correctness, just the art,
my art, my style, why must I change it,
why does it have to be so correct to be “good,”
art need not abide by rules, but I guess they are blind to that,
I guess they shall forever be.