| In Likeness as i'm walking in these shoes, catchin the 42 i see misunderstanding, people so demanding these days they want you to look this way, dress this way, talk accordingly and i recall thinking "these people all look alike" why should i? why should i fit the mold? it's already so hard to be me and stay and live and breathe it's so hard to observe as they pretend like they heard and it's so hard to see the look in the eyes, they want to break free and it's so hard to look at me. i'm free i love myself how i am and ain't that how it's 'sposed to be? i spread wings yearning to take flight why everybody want to bring my down, i swear it's like crabs in a bucket why everybody want to bring me down to this place where i can't breathe? these drones are choking me...maybe you understand NEXT POEM MY POETRY HOME |