You take away my books,
But expect me to learn.
You restrict my thoughts,
But assume that I  know.
You limit my motions,
But want me to run.
You lock away my wings,
But want to see me fly.
You silence my words,
Then expect to hear my voice.
You haunt me with my fears,
And I try to laugh it off.
Wish I could,
But nothing I do is ever enough
Where is this gonna go
Please tell me it was a joke.

I don't know what I'm writing anymore
Idk if it even makes sense
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