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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 ...

Music

Snap your fingers..
Clear out your singers..
Get rid of word jitters.
Use expressions..
Create a phenomenal bit..
Play the symphony treat.
Move your feet..
Stare up to stars in a fleet.
Light up your face..
Cease your chase..
Move around the maze..
Humming to distant voices..
Tapping towards the haze.
Dress happy and neat.
Then play your beat.
Hold hands..
If pushed back..
Change your track.
Grab on to your seat..
Kiss the face..
Of the one you meet..
Now that moon’s discreet..
Give out a strange bleat.
Muse the night..
Let darkness pour..
Underneath a rainy downpour.
Don’t let intense eyes go out of sight.
Brighter the key notes..
Silently it floats..
Inside the you..
Building up a new.
Echoing freedom..
Embracing what you have become.
Jumping on the brighter side of the queue.
Is the playlist you never knew..
Existed until now.

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