Break Free
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No Rules
Poetry doesn’t have rules
Just like life
It has guidelines that almost everyone follows
Of course
To be successful
You must follow the rules
Or so they say
Or so I tell myself
Once upon a ti—
Wait.
We all know how this story goes,
A damsel seemingly in distress,
begging for help
though pleas never fell from her lips,
for she is independent.
You may
Shut me up
Break my will,
Imprison me,
just because you
disagree
with
my
beliefs.
I can’t be me
So am I not free?
I want to reach the sun
And show everyone how it is done
But, I am not free
Therefore, I am not me
I want to be a burning star
Curtains, i cry in my distress, Curtains.
You lie to me about who i am, you dull the light.
Yet i can not be tricked for i am certain.
you push people away, with all your might.
Behind the curtain and deep inside
There’s a girl who can no longer hide
She has been hidden too very long
And is no longer able to be strong
Her hopes are high, and savings low
All she wants to do is grow!
