Never do what they do.

Never do what they do.

A Poem by SELF

Amid the chirping in the trees and the peace within,
I look back to when I longed to be Myself.

In the stress of my days since birth, I wondered,
Can I please just be Me the way I am?

With so much that I must be
Can I please just be Me?
 
In an environment where criminals walk freely and dreamers are despised 
everybody wants you to be what they want you to be 

Rather,

they should all be thinking of getting to know themselves. 



No one is taught how to survive this reality, 
but I've longed to be Myself.

In their stupor of death,
 
  the soul rebels prevail. 

© 2023 SELF


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Wow, this was wonderfully said. I liked this a lot!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SELF

1 Year Ago

I appreciate your kind compliments :)

//SELF

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