Ranting
If this present development dosen't partake of the wanted anticipation of the wilfully needy
There maybe and expression of discontent for what they've been told what to anticipate.
I hunger not what I'm thirsty for and wish not for what i want
I deny not what I withhold and willingly curse what I claim
I picture that I selfie myself alone in a crowd
And I fill my cup till it is half empty
My expectations are my own as others are determined by their overseers
No truth shall ever come to those who allow themselves to be told when they're free.
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