Walls
Staring off into
The grand open plains
Of your views.
I’ll take your hand
And whisk you away
To see the individuality
That you truly need.
Let me be me.
Just leave me alone.
Let me see
What I want to become!
All you want is
A square meal,
A straight living…
…To be normal.
I don’t want to be normal.
I want to be round, chaotic.
I want to find a place
Where I don’t have to conform,
Where I can be myself.
I’ll tear down the walls
Watch me fly free.
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Good, I think if a few words were changed that maybe it would flow better. Besides that, I like it. Sadly, I cannot describe why so I won't be of much help. Keep writing, as another said... writing is good for the soul.
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fly on birdman! fly yourself to california maybe..
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