do right, they urge.
feel right, they beg.
conform, they press,
till i've run out of angles and all out of
strength.
i cut my edges to fit their boxes.
comply, they cry,
so i comply.
my deepest hopes and dreams.
push them away, darling,
they are not what matters.
i'm a free spirit
with a broken heart.
so stubborn and rebellious
and so different.
so alone.
courage, child.
always,
courage.
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