The Lie

rant

At first it seemed you were giving me freedom:

to succeed, to fail,

to live my life

like I couldn't before.

A car to take me anywhere I wanted,

to get tattoos and piercings if I wished,

stability,

but it was a lie.

For the car comes with conditions,

the tattoos all judged and piercings pre-approved,

emotional instability.

and now I'm stuck.

Author's Note

I'll hopefully fix this up later, but here it is for now.

Reviews

[JMaster1]

don't fix it , I love it as it is now