Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2019
You call me rebellious.
Unstable. Unpredictable.

But I'm not lashing out over the irrational.

I am lashing out to resist
any attempt
to confine my spirit
and its infinite beauty
from the world surrounding it.
Written by
Stephen S
109
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems