Let them think that I am the fool wholeheartedly chasing a dream,
The hippie exhaling freedom and peace,
The revolutionist fighting stereotypes and creating raging storms of change,
A humble saint showering my path with blessings and good deeds,
Let them think that the sight of the breathtaking sky makes me euphoric,
And the lions roar empowers me wholly,
When the truth rots reality,
Freedom becomes full of holes
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The Dysfunctional Series-Poems
PuisiLife can be distant, misunderstood, lacking a certian kind of mood so striding along like the walls are not closing in and shadows creeping in can be difficult almost impossible.This is the Dysfunctional Series.
