BOTTLED UP


Blindly“>
Blindly
Wings cut off before their flight

Confined within the society’s walls

Thoughts fade before their birth

Oblivious to the constant oblivion

Frustration seeps in

‘Cannot conform’ cries the mind

But forced oppression forces it

Why does someone decide what you do

Blinding you with norms

Pausing sight before it could envision

Thoughts are born when you think

No one asks for a metamorphosis

Simply Freedom.



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