It finally Friday and I'm free again! Now it's time for a wild weekend! 🎉😉 So this fantastic Friday I will get on my thinking cap for another poem so give me a moment... Got it!

Living among others
Some people wander
Seemingly dead
Controlled
By some higher power
But what is it?

Rules.
They are the backbone
That never stops aching
The guidelines we conform to
Giving us a rather safe life
Well almost safe.

Sometimes you have those people
Those who go out
Just for a day,
Or a week,
Or a year,
And take on new adventures
Something they have never tried.

Now that is someone I want to meet
And help me
To be a safe yet somewhat daring person
Among the sea of dead
Broken people
Staggering by.

Was doing an English project and this was a theme for a story we read. It does give you something to mull over. Do we take either extreme care or extreme disregard to rules and adventure and when is it necessary? So far I don't have an idea but let me know what you think in the comments section. Enjoy and Happy Friday!