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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

Undo




Undo the ties..
The unwanted lies.
Undo the why’s..
The unending cries.
Undo the chapters..
With well written ever afters.
Undo the ladder..
Which goes backwards.
Undo the words..
That pulled you down.
Undo the hope..
With a hardwired rope.
Undo the knot..
Tweaking the plot.
Undo the charm..
Before it does any harm.
Undo the thoughts..
Undo the slots..
Undo the moments..
That fetched happiness.
Undo the sight..
Undo the fight..
Undo every right.
Undo that you might..
Undo the wierdest night.
Undo the strangest delight..
Undo the sunset..
Undo the offset.
Undo the click..
Undo every trick.
But while
Undoing the clue..
All you ever knew.
Was there will be few..
That will never undo.

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