My Freedom..
Do they know what I'm feeling inside?
Do they know all of my secrets from this to that?
Do they know the things that I badly hide?
For them to criticize, mock and judge?
Can't I dress up the way I want?
Nor do the things I found so nice?
Can't I simply verbalize and pen my thoughts?
Let the people know that I can write and talk.
Should I just sit down since they told me so?
Let myself controlled and just don't fight back?
Should not just wait them to command too?
Do this. Do that. Like I don't have that rights.
Must I have to live like this?
Must I listen as they scolding me in stage?
Must I just look with my glasses in eyes
As they doing some fun for me as if I'm bad.
Do I deserve such things? Can't I have my dreamed freedom?
Should I just follow and listen then?
Must I do the things they want?
Or simply ignore their dos and don'ts?
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Freedom ❤❤
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My Book of Poems
Poesia"Poetry is an another form of communication. Communication that has an art, beauty but majestically mysterious..." ❤❤❤❤❤
