i am thrown into this world
Lost beneath the crowd desperately searching for a sign
A sign that shows me my place
Is this the right clothes to wear? Is this the right way to act? Is this the right way to be?
I clutch the words they feed me
Don't wear that it's different
Don't act that way is not normal
Hoping that's the answers I've been searching for
But when I act the right way
Wear the right clothes
Be right in all senses
I am lost
Uncomfortable in these chains
chains that surround me
In prison me
Maybe I am who I am supposed to be
Wearing the right clothes
Acting the right way
Being the good person
But that's not the right way for me
I am thankful for these chains
Without them I could have never found out
who I am today
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Poems
PoetryThese are just some poems I have wrote and continue to write with many different topics including this important to me and anything really.
