don’t

12 Dec

don’t give me that form

don’t honk on that horn

don’t push me outta line

don’t show me where to sign

don’t give me no lip

because i could give a rip

about rules

and lines

i’m told i cannot cross

without deadly consequences

which lie dormant within my mind and heart

like bombs buried deep

from conflicts long ago

don’t tell me about how what comes

around

comes back around

because i’ve been walking backwards all my life

unraveling the garment that you have

imposed upon me

don’t tell me what i need to do

i have no use for people like you

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