Freedom Poem by Elizabeth Jackson

Freedom



Practice makes perfect,
That's what they say.
But can I be perfect,
In my own way?

Can't I be me?
I don't want to be like you!
I want to be free!
Do you have ANY clue?

So leave me be!
Leave me alone!
I want to be free,
Not to be known!

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