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.