Freedom flies above me

But the banners do not touch me

I hate corniness

Dumb judgement calls

I fight to be different

But end up looking the same

A brick wall stares at me

Instead of you

Ants crawl around in my mind

As I try to crush the ice in

My mind

The light before me has died

And now I sit in the dark

© Romi Natasha Andrews 2002