Life
Go east, go south
until you meet the
Big Old House,
Go inside and
look Around
until you hear
the nice old hound,
go outside to see
that you that you
will never be Free
unless you use the key.
Ava Lee
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/03/2020
Poet's note: In this poem I wanted to express that you cant be your self until you accept it. You could go in any direction, to any place and you wont feel free until you be your self.
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