Stereotype Me

Go on and do it.

You know it's what you want.

Come on, go through it.

With these words, you taunt.

A mishap, perchance,

Don't fingerprint me.

No individual glance,

A replica to see.

Stereotype,

The words that I say.

Bitter and ripe,

Single-minded way.

Judge this,

Determine that.

Venom the kiss.

Throw me down flat.

Put me in a group,

And tell me where I stand.

Don't throw me for a loop,

I know just where I'll land.

Don't give me a chance,

To prove you wrong.

That would just enhance,

What you've done all along.

I'm no different to you.

I'm just like the rest.

But how do I pass true,

When you don't offer a test?

-Yabou