Chained In A Box

I can’t itch my butt,
I can’t walk off from this boring meeting,
I can’t scream my lungs out,
And eat like a pig,
I can’t wear just nothing,
I can’t have red hair,
I can’t speak my mind,
Or display my true feelings,
I feel chained in a box,
A box of pretentiousness,
Where for the sake of society,
I m made to drive a stake through my heart…

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