Sunday, July 10, 2016

Anti-conformity

I often find myself
Indistinguishable from layers and layers of people,
swarming down the streets
Yet I want to break my way out

I am alone.

No longer bounded by things that once took control of me
like strings hitched to an domesticated hound
No longer bounded by faces that once sent me astray with unbearable frowns
No longer bounded by places that crushed every bit of my soul, enclosed me,
suffocated me with "limits" they thrust in me

|11:47|May 11, 2016|

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