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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Experience · #1164724
Tortured soul also want to be free...
Escapee of the madhouse
In a sinking ship
Exil of a quiet mouse

No longer whipped
Into society's sanity
Madness in plenty

No home to go
Feeling so alone
Ready to blow

Quitting the madhouse
My mind long gone
Freedom aroused

Not able to care
By my lonely self
The street my lair

In my mind
All by myself
It's easy to find

Escapee of the madhouse
Happy to had gone
Where liberty is aroused

No more medication
Being look upon with frown
Seeing hallucination

But all my mind is there
It's just the society
Who don't understand my care

I live in connection
With my inner butterfly
Liberty is a strange sensation

Time of escape
Time to introspect
It's a big step

It's a new world
I'll have to inspect
To see if I like the mold

Escape of the madhouse
Go out and explore
No longer in white blouse

Escapee of the madhouse
The world no longer ignore
Feeling tiny like a mouse
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