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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 ...

Cause

Not lies..
Not you..
Nor me..
Not what you see..
Is true.
Not cries..
No ties..
Not embedded in hypocrisy..
That you had always knew.
No soul..
Nor role..
Not preceded by supremacy..
That barged in and drew..
The ages of new.
No cure..
Nor pure..
Not the lying undertone..
None but few end up alone..
Not sanity..
Nor perplexity..
Not humanity..
Nor clarity..
But a hollow monarchy subdued.
No reason..
Nor treason..
Nor partition..
But a revolution withdrew.
No epilogue..
Nor dialogue..
No preference..
Just silence..
To the lessons..
Did get a chance
To be heard..
As Cause stands speechless without clue.

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