Speak Your Mind Slam


there is no freedom

you can't speak

you can't learn

you can't dress 

you can't live 

what you do is not up to you but to them 

go to school 

get a job 

have a family and no in-between 

pay for food but can't buy fruit, too much 

pay to live in a house you can never really have till its too late

this is not a place of the free but just a place we have to be 




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