When love struck or heartbroken,
Dreaming shut or widely awoken.
I pour my thoughts.
Let it be pain, suffering & demise,
Anguish over issues to compromise.
I let it out.
Through words, sonnets & rhymes,
Art that my vision define.
I utter my state.
Whether it's shiny or rain,
Sometimes mind can't bear the strain.
I had enough.
Of the norms that ask me to stop,
Intensifying the moments I flopped.
I agree I've failed.
To become someone they 'Hoped',
But I'm more than the 'Supposed'.
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