Outlaw

I am tired, 
Tired of society’s rules, 
Tired of being one of the mules. 
Why can’t i just live, 
Why can’t i just believe, 
That i am free to do, 
Whatever i wish to. 
Why can't i climb the tree, 
Why can’t i travel like the winds, free
Of all the chains,
Like water when it rains.
I want to cry for myself,
Not for humanity locking itself.
The society and it’s rules,
I’ll break with my blunt tools.
Run away one day,
Far far away,
An outlaw will i be,
I’ll be with me.
Most will laugh ,
But some will cry,
For those who cry
I ask them to try,
Once in their life
To be free from society’s claw
And be an outlaw....

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