free me please!
i am not your prized possession
i am not your pet
i am not your trophy
meant to stay quiet and delicate
in the precious glass case
that you've inherited from
your paternal side
of the family
i cannot be contained by the
four walls of your mind
i am reckless
i am dangerous
i am not meant to be stuck
i do not wish to stay
i wish to run
and run more
till my lungs
give out
and my feet
collapse beneath me
till the light
drains out of my eyes
and the last words
that leave my lips
will be
"let go!"
because i
will never
stop fleeing from
emotion
-n.c
