I cannot follow basic rules,
I must bend,
I must stretch,
and I must break these rules.
I need to be free, I need to feel like I can breathe.
Rules restrain me,
Rules strangle me,
Rules keep me chained to society like a dog to a stake.
I am unique,
I am imperfect ,
I am sinful,
I am human.
I want to breathe, I want to live, I want to FLY.

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Unexpected Gifts
PoesiaWhether we want them or not, life is full of unexpected gifts.