what an interesting game

it is that they play

to dress themselves in costume

every new day

some dress to compete

some dress to impress

some dress to support

their body’s plentiness

their costumes seem varied

some light, some tight

what’s so odd to me though

they’re all still so alike

what’s yet much more odd

evading my comprehension

so many seem disgusted

by my costume inventions

they seem to fear to dare

to express themselves and wear

an outfit that’s so odd

that all others would stare

now this question i must ask

for the answer i do miss

why is it to so many

conformity is bliss