It

Whenn I was a young girl,
life seemed so free, nothing could take away my dreams or desires. 
They were my own, no one elses.
I didn't know society could steal,
your wishes,
hopes and dreams.
The only time Protection was required then, was if
you are playing tag, hide behind a tree.
Now each person must create a wall, their own tree
Specified to ones self.
We must block people away.
And if not 
you could risk your life.
Become a obsessed with being as 
Society Chooses.
You may not, I do not know.
For I like to think I am a child,
and the only time I have to hide,
is when I don't want to be
"IT"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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