Curtailed

I, too, have colours

But I choose to show grey

My determination is rock solid

But I pretend to be clay

 

I can fly away from everyone

But I choose to be on the ground

My voice can rock the nation

Yet I silence my own sound

 

Make a thousand attempts

But you can not read my mind

Anyway it’s not your fault because

You just aren’t my kind!

 

My emotions want to break free

But I intend to keep them jailed

I have the powers of infinity

But I choose to keep them curtailed…

 

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