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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 ...

Writer


A writer 
is alone
walks home
with footsteps
following 
sleeps alone
beside
a noisy
window
that gets louder
when it rains
talks to people
that don't exist
makes conversations
with people from the 
past
asks questions
not wishing for answers
gets slammed doors
for annoying neighbors
reads books
overlooking shadows
in their own world
they are prisoners
that give out symbols
by writing on walls
for other's to read 
and know what's the price
of being free




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