dont you think,
that rocks feel trapped?
on jupiter
where everything is stiff
and nothing grows.
dont you think,
that rocks feel trapped?
under the sea
where sounds dont exist
and humans cant breathe.
because I feel trapped in the sky.
I feel trapped in voices
I feel trapped in my own damn skin
where I can move and breathe and feel my heart beat.
so dont you think,
I'd feel trapped when im free?
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poetic
Poetryim not very good at poetry, but my goal is to write it until I am. and then after im good at it ill write more poetry because then I'll enjoy doing it
