What I don't understand
Is how
My parents tell me,
That I should be free
Not let society,
Shape me.
That I should be,
What I want to be,
Yet still be them.
That I should do,
What they couldn't do,
When they were young.
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PoetryA lot of my poems will probably be triggering...but I guess that is kind of the point. What's the point of a poem if it doesn't trigger you. If I do, then I guess it has done its job to reach whoever needs to reach it. Everything here is completely...
