Taking Untraditonal’s Hand




rings not in my vocabulary

it lays dormant

cast aside my life

because it strangled me

tried to shake me into

a perfect puppet

bobbing along

doing what good girls do

the way you’re supposed to do life

but I let Untraditional

take my hand

bring me into the woods

where sinful creatures

galavant in sheer joy

at the freedom of

let’s do it the way we want

and I felt at home





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