Blow Bubbles

I am the outcast.
I am the seed of the wild
and the enemy of the weak.
Living a life of ones own making is the opportunity one craves,
Yet bellowing up from the ground is the desires of others.
Dictating from an arm chair what should be done.
Thats no life to lead,
Stand your ground.

Blow bubbles.

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