I am a creation
A bud of lessons
Learned the hard way
But still pondering the message
A being that exist outside the norm
Weather i try or it comes naturally
That is just the way i am
The way i was born
Me myself and i
That is how it naturally flows
I try and bend but it never blends well
Also with the wind
Yet a prisoner of its own
Made the doors so hard
But he can easily break free
With emotions and feelings
Running rapidly that will never be felt
With a heart that needs healing
And a mind that needs resting
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