Nails

The painted ends of aluminium fingers, attractive and alternative,

Confined in the restrictive borders of the unnatural,

Flames and fairies decorate our wand to the world,

Casting our person to those passing, but affirming the reality of those known,

The painted tips of bricked digits, beautiful and bright,

Shares the story of the internal monologue that conspires and aspires,

But only for some,

The bisection of the conventional standards divides

The painted points of concreted fingers, captivating and controversial,

Binding individuals to sure ideals, limiting the expression of those who concur,

Apparent differences in appearance pre-determine the manner of identification,

Limiting character…

The painted peaks of deteriorated digits, devastated and destroyed,

Opposing the beliefs of the moral standard,

Perpetuating hypothetical, unrealistic, controlling impressions of correctness

Leaving behind the remains of a broken nail.