Poetry

Freedom

Trapped in routine

Trapped in sameness

Trapped in a room

Trapped in a desk

 

Stuck in this routine

Stuck in this sameness

Stuck in this room

Stuck in this desk

 

I want to get out of this routine

I want to get out of this sameness

I want to get out of this room

I want to get out of this desk

 

Everyone in collars

Everyone with laptops

Everyone trapped

Everyone stuck

 

I want to yell

I want to scream

I want to escape

I want fly

 

This is not who I am

This is not what I want

 

Let me yell

Let me scream

Let me escape

Let me fly

 

I am who I am

And that is what I want

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