I colored within the lines
my picture seemed so dull
my work held no adventure
My spirit is held in Limbo
My freedom of expression
my personal taste
frowned upon
Must I lie to myself
The rulemakers say
if I am to have their approval
I must continue to follow their rules
Do I not have a right to approve of
myself
If I am to live within a prison
it will not be of their making
it will be the one I choose for myself
It's time to set my crayons free
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