This Town Poem by E.A. England

I cannot fly with the weight of this town.
I cannot clear my own way.
You will not see me hanging around.
I have no intention to stay.

I cannot breathe the air in this town.
I cannot gather enough.
You will not continue dragging me down.
I have to break free from these cuffs.

I cannot claim to belong to this town.
I cannot pretend any longer.
You will not succeed in holding me down.
From here out, I only grow stronger.