It is only I who must live in my skin

So many people

Go along to get along

Do they understand the implication?

Do they have a sense of wrong?

The social dynamic

Dead poets society

The boys walking in a circle

The axiom of propriety

If you are raised by the morally impoverished

And you see this first hand

You may question the world around you

To help you understand

Not all searches

Will provide the answers you seek

Yet only the prudent

Will provide the best critique

The complexities of human relationships

One ethic may not fit all

Only the deepest thinkers

Are likely to make this call

My individual journey

Is a personal relationship within

Tested relentlessly throughput my life

It is only I who must live in my skin

DCG