it tastes like freedom in my tongue
so why is it so hard to swallow?
why does my brain likes chains
that would never let me fly?
because it's perfectly fine to walk alone
it's completely okay to be happy on your own
but society comes and tells me it's impossible
and that i'll never get there without someone holding me down
YOU ARE READING
encore en vie
Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
