I picture you

I picture you as one,
You’re part of the vacuous society.

I picture you as one,
You’re part of the hated society.

How did you teach me,
If you can’t see?
How did you draw it,
The utopia for me.

How did you teach me,
The lines you’re not inside of.
You’re the condemned actions.
You’re the painful words.

Why do you have to be
The picture
That you didn’t know
It was not right for me.