Being Free
I Wasn’t enough to just be myself
I had to be what you wanted of me
Plastic—Mainstream—Liar
Without any creativity
And a façade for a personality
So I Guess I Just Live a Lie
Just to Satisfy
And surely survive
Your torment spitting opinion
but then,
A Semblance of the independence I held inside
No matter how small it let out a cry
I will redeem my pride
And be perfect, free, me
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