My soul
Is begging
To be free,
But my heart...
It wants nothing more than
To stay.
Here.
Safe.
Accepted.
Freedom traps you.
Independence kills you.
Uniqueness shuns you.
But to fit in...
To never be alone...
If show my true self,
If I release this clenching hold
On my soul,
And let it be
Free,
Nothing would be right.
On the outside.
Again.
I don't want to
Live.
It's better to simply
Be.

You say it John Adams



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