(A/N): A little poem I just came up with. I don't usually write poems since they're not my forte, but oh well.
There was a time
Life was benign
And there was always more to experience.
I explored the world
Free of life's hold
Taking all my journey had to offer.
Exploration was encouraged
My spirit was undamaged
I was always ready to know more.
I could touch nature
Wander places from pictures
And discover all I wanted and imagined.
However, one day
I wanted to play
In the grass with the boys next door.
The answer was no
For it would only show
That I was wild and without order.
It only continued
This endless feud
With my love of fun and adventure.
For years it went
This relentless torment
Keeping me from experiencing wonders.
Even today
When I want to say
That I want to spend time doing more,
I don't bother
In fear of the answer
That I can't because of the little risks.
Now here I am
Reaching out a hand
To the people I wish to be with.
But something else takes it
Bends it and breaks it
Walking away after saying to me,
"Even if
You sometimes wish
The rules you are told would go away,
Remember this one
That will never be gone:
Young girl, you may look, but not touch."
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