They Tell You This And That
they make the rules
they play their own games and they decide who's in who's out
who's it....
sometimes we surrender in the nook seeing them play the games
we try to understand the rules and abide
but sometimes, yes sometimes, just sometimes
we feel there's something wrong with their rules
just them inside the circle and just us outside their circle
and they all laugh at us
outsiders, barbars, strangers, aliens
got tired about names and labels just like you
and i make my own circle
circle of friends, circle of principles, circle of rules
where i am in and they are out and i also learn my own kind of laughter
side by side with them
i make my own world with my own kind of building blocks
step by step, inch by inch, block by block
i make this circle
i am in now and they are outside forever
i am free and they are in their own prisons now
i laugh and they cry.
this is my world
this is my confidence
and from that time on i said to myself
i am unique i am indestructible i am no copy cat i am original
in my own way i am king and in my own place this is my castle
i am myself now.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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