My DNA doesn't match - poem

A poem about conforming, not conforming, dangers and consequences.

So now I'm a mistake
Because I'm not your creation
Not a model
And not a mutation
No Barbie doll
No perfect girl
I'm not from your mould
Not from your world
I'm not Taylor Swift
Yet everyone says I should try to be
I don't think I'd enjoy
People becoming clones of me
Buy maybe it's opinion
Were all entitled
To a perfectly conformed life
We're allowed to stick with it, if we're able
Fade into the mob
Leave no impression
But you're leading your life
Into depression
Conform and follow
The rules you made for yourself
So now you can be
Like everyone else