These rules and regulations
all made for all our safety
when did they become more?
So smothering
with no room to wriggle.
Why do I feel trapped?
follow them too strictly?
They say we have a choice to follow
but to differ is to be ridiculed
even receive a penalty
whatever the size.
The rules made to protect me
make me feel lost
Somedays I want to walk diagonally
instead of straight block by block.
but I don't
because what would be the point
of breaking a rule for want?
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:37 AM UTC
These rules and regulations
all made for all our safety
when did they become more?
So smothering
with no room to wriggle.
Why do I feel trapped?
follow them too strictly?
They say we have a choice to follow
but to differ is to be ridiculed
even receive a penalty
whatever the size.
The rules made to protect me
make me feel lost
Somedays I want to walk diagonally
instead of straight block by block.
but I don't
because what would be the point
of breaking a rule for want?
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