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Freedom


Without my filters

Who am I?

 

I talk loudly in class

I never hold back my sass

 

I scream out loud

I push my way through the crowd

 

I never smile when I don’t want to

I show off that I grew

 

I tell people how I feel

I ride on top of the ferris wheel

 

I never pretend I’m having a good time

I cut in line

 

I jump out of planes

And cheat on board games

 

I ask them why

I learn to fly

 

I’m free as hell

You can be free as well

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