Oysters

The world is my oyster,
But it will never belong to me,
Because the world knows how it feels to be free,
Free like birds and bees,
Not free like me.
I am never free,
Chain tied boredom,
And wasted dream.
Humanity caught me,
And stole my belief,
Because it didn’t like the mind,
On little tongue tied me.

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