My World

On that stage, I see my self on that stage…
I feel free.
Free to say whatever
And free to do me.
Dressed in sweat pants, black shirt
With white long sleeves…with a coofy
…Just being me.
Nothing anyone says,
Nothing anyone does affect me.
Because all will respect me
None will neglect me…but if so
My words shall protect me.
When I am on that stage 
I am on a pedestal…
Where many wanna bees
Wanna be me…
But what they fail to see
Is me doing me
And not anyone else…
I chill and be myself
By myself because 
On that stage, I see my self on that stage…
I feel free
Free to say whatever 
And free to do me.
But there are infractions and glitches
That takes me away from all the relaxation
And freedom…
Then it hits me…
That no matter where I see myself
I will always be back 
In the world of rules and consequences.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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