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Strolling back and forth
In the badminton court,
While you played with him
My mind was ticking.
You said you have experience
You don't like my resilience.
You want to play by others' rules
While I love acting like goons.
You want me to follow your footsteps
Always giving me instructions and preps.
I want to travel the world
You want me to be in the olde worlde.
I want to be carefree and wackadoodle
While you want me to be responsible.
I want to dance till the world ends
You won't risk it if it can't be mend.
I want to read till I drop
But it is what you want me to stop.
This is my life, I want to play by my rules.
You have lived yours, can you not keep your cool?
I am not you, neither were you me.
Different experiences will have different keys.
We are not two hearts with one life
Rather one with a first aid and the other with a knife.
The more you will push the more I will resist
I am not you and the real me does exist.
I want to make my choices
But can I really make you disappointed?
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Infinity
PoetrySome days I'm afraid to write because sometimes the honesty kills me. Some poems subtly mention sexual harassment, depression and death. Read at your own risk. All the poems in the book are my original and are not to be copied, exploited or otherwis...
