Green Grass of Home
Stretches into the distance
Parents with children
Holding hands
Feeding Ducks
Throwing Stones
Across The Water
Ripples Appear
And widen
Like the opportunities
I feel that will open
for me
Open, Honest
Is that Me?
Closed and Guarded
Have to Be
Let them In
They Try to Destroy
I'M NOW A MAN!
No Longer the Boy
They tried to dominate
Humiliate
Negate
Berate
I am, I will, I do what
The Hell I please
Because I'm Grown
Because I'm ME!
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