Freedom

Society is wretched elegance

Society is heartbreakingly lovely

Society is a wolf in sheep’s clothing

Society drowns you in deep, murky waters

Society is infected

Conformity is a widespread lethal disease

The weak are whisked away

Only the strong remain

Society shackles

Shackles freedom

Shackles hope

Shackles character

Shackles intelligence

The shackles firmly grasp my ankles with strong, colossal hands and yank me under the surface

Drowning in ignorance around me

Books are my life raft

I latch on and start to breathe

My head brinks the surface

I’m holding on by the skin of my teeth

Dancing is my one way ticket out

Music overwhelms my senses

My heart races as if I’m running a never ending marathon

I lose myself to the pounding music as my body glides gracefully across the room

I dance as if I’ll never dance again

Beads of sweat trace trails down my face

I ignore them as I remember why I’m here

Nothing can beat the exhilaration

The exhilaration of freedom