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Name MeDon't call me childish,
When you treat me like a child.
Don't call me crazy,
When you drive me wild.
Don't ask me for help,
When you've left me to drown.
Don't ask me to smile,
When you've made me frown.
Don't make me fight,
When you can't defend.
Don't make me be honest,
When you can't pretend.
Don't tell me to dream,
When you're my nightmare.
Don't damn me to hell,
When you're my only prayer.
Do save yourself;
It's too late for me.
Do ignore the rules;
For me, set yourself free.
Tomorrow is BelievingYesterday I considered myself a dust mote
and climbed out of my window into the helixes
of peoples' ears.
I think I am a monarch butterfly surrounded by
peppered moths here.
They're all a hive of bees and what am I?
Perhaps a bluebottle on the wall.
They are ever-ready to say that there is no tomorrow
'I give up' 'I quit' 'There is just nothing for me
or for anybody anymore.'
They pulled me with their hook fingers and sat me down
and told me that there was once constellations, the clink
of champagne glasses against curved lips and they
once rode in the passenger seat of a car doing a hundred
and twenty down a motorway with the windows open and
the hot summer in their billowing hair.
They tell me that they wished at eleven minutes past
eleven and spent years perfecting recipes to what they call
'the perfect life' only to one day stop believing
when morning came knocking for them.
'Tomorrow I'll be sailing off to a new state
of apathy' I hear a body breathe.
'No, you won't. Tomorrow is m
Truly FreeIn this world as we know it
No human will ever be free
Slavery is lessoned
But the past will forever haunt
Never free of bad memories
And still racism will haunt
Never will it end
Even in the façade of peace
We are not free
Judgment of others
Social standings and wealth
And being told what to do
Where to go
What to be
In our own homes
We're trapped from the start
The teachings and influence of those around us
Swaying our minds one way or another
Never will our thoughts be truly free
Imagine none of these restrictions
Are we yet free?
It still comes down to the basics of life
Our physical limitations
We cannot fly freely among the birds
Nor swim with the whales in the open sea
But say we could
We're still confined
The day the world ends
Will be the day
Humans are truly free.
Tangled: Once a Thief, Always a ThiefTangled fan-fiction
Once a Thief, Always a Thief
Rapunzel and Eugene were enjoying a light breakfast of fruit, bread, hard boiled eggs and hot tea. They ate in a private room, with only one servant to set and clear the table. It was mostly for Eugene's sake; he did not like to be in front of the people of the court. They still held him in a scrutinizing gaze because of his pilfering past. Never mind the fact that he had returned the kingdom's princess and the king and queen had given him a full pardon. He blamed no one really; he knew he had done petty things as a thief, but he was determined to change people's opinions about him. But he had Rapunzel's love and that was really enough for him.
The two had actually just returned from their honeymoon the day before. Rapunzel had wanted to see other lands and kingdoms, so she and Eugene (and Max and Pascal) did nothing but sight-seeing for an three who
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