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Cage a tamed and it will go wild. Set a wild free and it will be tamed.
Sea
I want to be,
Wild
Beautiful
And Free
Just like the sea
Let me be calm

let me be free

this is not all i am allowed to be

Let me be wild

Let me be proud

It does not mean i am always that loud

Let me be happy, let me be sad, and occasionally let me be unreasonably, and furiously mad,

Let me be Poignant,

let me be deep

Yes i am sheltered, and yes i will leap,

Leap with no fear and leap with such force

because art and purpose will serve its course

I am a vehicle of the soul, and a pardon from god

A label will brand me and cage me and blind me but the labeler’s mind will lose me or find me.

I am so much more than a statistic or name,

So much more than a figure of a body or frame,

So much life,

so much breath, so much thought, so much depth, so much fight, so much light...

So much to learn and so much to know. So much to change, so much to grow,

So here i stand, alone and untamed. I am unarmed and silent and i am never afraid...

So don’t dare decide that i’m something i’m not, don’t dare cast me in your story if you don’t know the plot.

Let me define my own divine path. Your imperfections are teachers and i love you for that.

I know not my purpose,

i know not my goal,

but this is the song of the many sided soul
independent feminist,
 Jun 2015 yesenia gonzalez
Zane H
Free me from these chains that bind.
Free my body and free my mind.
Transform me into an animal.
Let me run free.
Run to a place,
where I can be me.
Let me spread my wings,
and let me fly.
Let me soar through the clouds,
the limit is the sky.
Exploring the land,
Let me wander away.
The time has now come,
Free me today

8/26/13
Sometimes, I feel trapped in the monotony of everyday life.
She is not beautiful to me
To me she is art

And art is not supposed to be beautiful

It is supposed to make you feel

Therefore she is not beautiful
She is *art
Is it the Love,
That fallows your heart,
Or is it the love that fallows your “head”.

Is it the Injustice,
That rules over the justice system,
That we have confidence in.

Is it the Fees,
That we pay,
For everything we do or say.

Is it the Energy,
That you put out to change the world,
In which you live.

LIFE is none of the above,
It is the study of who you are,
Who you want to be,
And what you have become,
In the time you have left on earth.
 Jun 2015 yesenia gonzalez
Olivia
A broken smile
to match my broken mind;
Both covered
behind the fake façade
of a happy girl
[27/5-13]
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