Becca

is that all i am?
a name that can be changed from night to day
but maybe i want to be somebody
somebody who was born in May
i want to stand for something
and not just to walk
all i hear is whispers
but i really need to talk
maybe i want to run away
and not come home from night to day
i'm sick of standing single file
i want to get out of line
i want to step into my own aisle
and find that missing sign
my heart is ready to explode
and no one really cares
i need to find the road
that's far way from here

by Just Becca

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I enjoyed this poem. Nice
Enjoyed reading it , 'Just', thank you for writing.