You and I
Why are we so different
You can think
So can i
You can express yourself
So can i
But am i allowed to
No i am not
I'm taught
how to breathe and walk
From the moment
How to breathe like a girl
How to walk like a girl
And so are you
You are taught how to be a boy
Be strong they say to you
Never cry they say to you
Speak loudly they say to you
Speak softly they say to me
Why
I've wondered why
So many times
Why are we bound to act like how
Others want to.
Why
Why do we have to be bound with these shackles?
Shackles that bind you and me alike.
Shackles that bind me and you
to traditions
that are so fundamentally wrong.
Why can i not walk the way i want.
Why can i not laugh the way i want.
Why can you not dress the you want to.
Why must you always expected to act like a "boy".
Why can we both be not how we want to be.
Why am i expected to wait obediently and silently for approval.
Why must you be the one that has to watch my every move.
Why can we not be masters of our own selves.
In the end what gave others the right to Define who i am .
Define who you are.
Define me .
Define you.
When we are both the same.
Humans.
Alive.
Breathing.
Existing.
Free.
So still.
Why are we bound?
Bound with shackles.
Shackles made with words and time.
Shackles so hard to break out of.
You and I.
- LAINA
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Words Sung By A Weeping Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. My genre Is angst and these poems are full of them. Pondering about the world, wondering why you exist. I try to put thoughts like these into my poems. And a warning my poems don't rhyme. And contain simple words but w...
