My Limits Poem by Laura arwen

My Limits



It's irritating to
have limits
My limits are
devastating and spectral
For me the
limits are exaggerated
The limits are
good restrictions
Limits force us
to keep under
control our impulses
My limits protect
me and keep
me way from
the skids
Some limits hold
my hands in
the right way
Everyday we are
surrounded by various
limits
I'm happy to
have simple limits
The limits are
necessary because they
are natural rules
The limits are
fascinating exaggeration
I think that
go crazy if
I put into
seriously practice
my limits
There are various
limits
I breathe my
limits every single
day
It's late to
change some limits
One of limits
is the time
because it remembers
me to do
too many things
I'm only focused
on which are
my limits that
they exist only
in my head
And they are
so ridiculous
They are vital
and ecological

Thursday, December 22, 2016
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