If I am going to burn

because I am not good enough

pure enough

smart enough

to see and hear

what I am supposed

to think and feel

defined by rules

and deeds

penned by another’s hand

 

I will gladly strike the match

and go with the flames

free to run, free to walk, free to fly

free to be me, free to be a dream, free to sleep

free to think

and breathe.

 

You can stand there.

You can watch me burn,  see by my light

and wait for the darkness to take you

back.

 

Word of The Day: Obdurate