Society's Puppet

Location

94063
United States
37° 30' 7.7724" N, 122° 12' 31.1688" W

Everyday the same routine
Time passes
Is this really the life I dreamed
I wanna be
Spontanious
Active
Free
There eyes
Judging
Turn around
Don't look at me
My personality
Gets hidden
Only some are willing to find
One question
Why?
Is the real me Something to be shamed of?
Should I just shut up and say nun
Mother told me to act like a lady in public
Should I follow the rules
Of course not
I use to be shy
Then I looked deeper in those eyes
Slapped the face of society
Ripped of my disguise
And waved goodbye!

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