restrictions
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I'm SICK of ... "RESTRICTIONS" .... !!!!!
"DON'T say THAT and DON'T say THIS !" ...
What's The Point of Having Lips ... !?!
When tragedies happen
we often think, "it didn't happen to me,
So it doesn't matter as much"
we think we are a safe distance from the violence.
That's what they want us to think.
Eyes cold, glassy
Body stiff, unmoving
I'm perfect.
Body in position. Sit still!
Face rosy, smile painted on
Any other emotion obliterated, gone.
Smile. SMILE! Don't let them see,
Why all the restrictions?
There are so many, they are suffocating me.
It's no wonder I have this devastating addiction.
Recall that similie of ones life and a tree?
Well, it apllies to me in every sense.
I’m told
Follow your dreams
Challenge yourself
Learn all that you can
Elementary
But if you don’t do well on the test
How could you know it at all
Schools can be too restrictive
They make you pay in order to park in their parking lot everyday
They make you gather in certain areas before the bell
They forced us to sit down instead of stand in the morning
You were my everything
my used to be and always
you left a lingering taste
on my lips, from your kiss
you gave me words to say
and like a puppet and her master
I repeated every one
Limits, limits
They seem so fucken fun!
In actuality they make me want to run
Run into the sun
Away from restrictions
