Flipped

Everyday

Every eye 

That saw through me;

Strangers and friends;

Empty hearts and blank faces;

Sounding trumpets

With failing attempts to fit

Every personality 

into square boxes

they've been carrying

all their lives;

Breaking, beating, moulding

into acceptable standards

what they cannot fathom

beyond the square edges

of their padlocked life's learning -

This one time,

I flipped.