So today I wrote a poem. Or a song. I did it to relieve some tension off, so it's unpolished, just something I came up with. On the spot.
There's only so much a man should ask for,
Standards set by the men of long before,
But as they come,
And as they Go,
I shout so loudly so my pleas are heard,
I know they'll judge me and call me absurd,
But please, don't ignore me!
I only ask to be free.
But please, don't ignore me!
I only ask to be free.
It has been some years since we have last spoken,
And when we did you left me a token,
There I asked you,
Again twice more,
But all you gave me before you walked out,
But all you left was a myriad of doubt.
Soon I found my way out of the desert,
After twice my body's weight in effort,
I staggered out,
Beat and starving,
I just chose what the standard should be now,
I just worked till blood poured out of my brow.
But please, don't ignore me!
I only ask to be free.
But please, don't ignore me!
I only ask to be free.
S'all I ask!
So today I wrote a poem. Or a song. I did it to relieve some tension off, so it's unpolished, just something I came up with. On the spot.
