pretty girl,
beware,
the boys are out to get you
they'll take away your flower
they want what's only yours

pretty girl,
blossom slowly,
stay in your cocoon for now
for summer can only last so long
and soon it will be over

Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!

You've given me tons of reasons to leave,
But I still stay
Because those reasons weren't enough
To keep me away

She stood on the edge of line 20,
Looking back on what felt like a lifelong sentence.
She gazed at the dashes she crossed,
the indentations she climbed,
The commas she tripped over, the full
Stops she had to wait through-
Everything that led her to
This moment.
Swearing to never look back,
She braced herself for the next stanza,
Breathing in the promise of a new verse;
And jumped onto
Line 21.