With life on the line,
sanity put on hold,
emotions getting louder,
logic getting old.
What can I do?
Am i getting too bold?
I'm just a sculpture
seeping out of the mold.
Should i overlook all of this
and do what I'm told?
Or dwell in this blizzard
with my heart turning cold.
Should i wrinkle my plans
or let them unfold?
I need some air
or I'll remain unsold.
I'm a fucking flat tire
that continues to roll.
Wrote this when i first started getting into writing.. found it when I was moving.
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Go with your heart, most definately let it unfold. A little happiness for a little while is worth much more than a heart, held captive for the sake of what "fits the mold". I really enjoyed this write, it has a lot of feeling behind it. Keep writing!!
"Am i getting too bold?
I'm just a sculpture
seeping out of the mold.
Should i overlook all of this
and do what I'm told?" Love all of the lines but these are my favorite!
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