My thoughts
Still young
Never allowed to mature
Like a tiger in a zoo
Roaring to be let free
Pacing the bars of my mind
Wearing down
My insecurities
I give in
I let the wild thoughts consume me
They wander off but never far
Always waiting for me to catch up
Before exploring further
Then it happens
I get swept away by the freedom
Carried away on a stream of dreams
The tiger no longer waits for me
I am up ahead waiting for her to catch up
We find our pace
We run in sync
At one with nature
With each other
And we write
The story of me
Of her
Of life itself
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