Freedom in the eyes of an aspiring and young poet.
I don’t need a reason,
The pursuit of happiness is considered treason.
As long as I march in step with society, I will be disloyal
To my pride, goals, and toil.
Don’t be a critic; meaning, don’t tell me that I am wrong.
I have known this for oh so very long.
I have a burning ember in my heart.
Now I realize, I should have known it from the start.
Do what you want
And do what you will.
Even if it is just for a little thrill.
Passion sets you aside from the rest of the world.
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