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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 ...

Into The Woods

Naked & Puffy ..
Wandering in the woods.
Stuffed with grass..
Troublesome and crude.
Knocked out by the breeze..
As The wind whistled and teased.
Slapped by the branches..
For my interlude.
Trapped in the ignorance of elude.
The night smoke slicing through my eyes..
As moon lighted up the skies.
A quaint wanderer invading peace..
Tracing footsteps of animals walking at ease.
A whimsical tune of darkness persists.
While I caught the whiff of wet earth..
Filling up an addiction unworthy to resist.
I ran to take a dive deeper in the brook..
Following the psychedelic crystal ripple.
Only to find what all I felt lied in a book..
And me very much inside ..
This box full of people.

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