No Freedom

I can not speak
what's not accepted
I am only told
what is allowed

I am held
Within the lines
Without a feeling
I can call mine

If I dress
talk
feel
draw
what is not accepted

Then I am beat
shunned
locked away
never to see
the light of day

Free thought - a joke
Free speech - a lie
They promise freedoms
that if I use,
I die


*I wrote this note while serving out
part of my detention time (one week)
for swearing. That's the inspiration.*

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