I am
words
Inside and out
Corridors papered
With shoulds
And should nots
Conduits some,
Obstacles others.
If I dance it’s only
Because the words
In my soul
Instruct me to twirl.
And if I cry it’s
Not for a lack
Of words
But almost
Certainly due
To an
Abundance of
Rules.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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Praying for Eyebrowz 
awesome. This is good poetry!
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Thank you! It was one of those things that had been floating around in my head and finally spilled over. You know how that works!
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