They can't push you in a corner.
...We gotta stand in the middle of the room.
Clear our heads of nonsense to peace.
Protecting our bodies with arms spread.
Ready to bear fruits or fight full fledged.
Feet planted firmly. Winds will only sway us but will never knock us down.
And if they do. Remember where you stand.
In the middle of the room.
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About Woe
- TowardNormalcy
- Words are our outright melody and no one else is going to play the songs you feel but yourself. Let me be more esoteric....just kidding. You may ask when reading my poetry, why do I use metaphors so often? After thinking that through, I honestly don't know why. My guess would be that language, though freeing, can also be restrictive. Especially in terms of expressing ourselves in attempt to understand ourselves. I, personally, get stuck in gears sometimes and I like to expand and break through traditional understanding of the concept at hand. I like to read what I'm feeling in different forms, and see if the language can lossen up more.
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