Facing the crowd

The Crowd

people walk a line the shadows
just afraid to get out
and just be released off these chains
but with enough believing you break them
and just spread those wings
screaming im free
as you sore through the sky
this is what you call life
so many choices and so many turns
and you know that this is just the begining
imagine you being a catapilier wrapped up in a cacoon
and turning into that beautiful butterfly
as you sore through the sky.

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dreamseeker2 4 years ago

Interesting spin on what appears to be social anxieties. I like how you ended your poem. : )

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