Be free.
I say as I let my dog out with his lesh own,
He knows what I mean.
But if he doesn't,
He could be thinking:
" why,
Why tell me to be free.
When you trap me with this leash.
Not letting me be me,
And not letting me be free."
It makes me think.
How could we be free,
We have rules.
Rules at school,
Saying we can't leave.
Rules at home,
Meaning we have to clean.
Rules at work,
Weather that be to wear special clothes,
Or not talk back to your boss.
How could I ever be free,
Why you have a leash on me.
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Poems About Life
Poetryhello. This is my first time posting any of my poems anywhere. And yes I know They will be bad, but That's ok. I hope you like my poems . Have a good day :} ( Also: please don't get offended by any of these poems. They're just off the top of my he...
