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Weeding out a Garden

In a cage
meant to be free
I break the lock
they didnt catch me
 
How long will it last
until they know
will they keep going on
puting on a show
 
they say its all good
and say its just luck
but I hate this life
I track through the muck
 
I need to be free
fufill my desire
My time, running out
about to expire
 
I can't be perfect
i need to be me
It needs to start now
aujourd'hui (today)
 
they don't know
who i am
what i do
what i need
they're a flower bed
and im the weed.

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  • OnceUponAMind silver member
    June 15, 2008

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    Awww, very sweet, yet bitter. I know the feeling. I love writes like this... In the middle of journeying, learning, watching, acting, growing. Great Write!