“Rejection’s Frigid Prison”

I hope by this poem’s final line, 

You’ll come to understand

This important stand of mine. 

You see, 

Some people 

Have to explore

Quite a bit more.

They walk a path 

With twists and turns,

While society’s cruel words 

Of expectation burns. 

The shape one is given at start

May not always align with their heart.

Imagine an isolated life 

of social invisibility:

Where the world puts you in

A frigid prison of rejection

For how you identity.

Can’t you see, 

It is essential 

We allow everyone’s 

Spirit to be set free?

Perhaps they

Can teach us

A lesson that

Is within reach–

To take that leap

And be ourselves, 

True, and deep.