AtometonA Poem by anais.vioneta mom inspired poemYou don't own me"I'm not your atometon a gadget, an app, with a selection of options. Sit this way, stand up strait, fix your hair a doll-like disaster"in need of repair. You rule my world"but I'm not a slave you can't prescribe every way I behave. You make some good points"I try"and I listen but it's hard to exist under klieg light inspection. Maybe you think I'm your other daughter I have bad news"I'm a later model. An idea strikes me that I'd like to proffer: swallow the pill of free will, Doctor.
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