Oppression

Not good enough

Repugnant.

Not so tough

Judgement.

Not good..

Enough!

I grew

I am loved.

Flourished

by choice

Cherished

with joyce.

There's always more

change

a chore.

But its smiles

will soar.

She said I was horrid

Aspired dubiety

Though I am florid

Aspiring gaiety.

When fallen the sun

Run.

A distasful friend

aspiring the end.

Why I'm sick

The biggest tweak

Free.

Shall be me.