The moon as wide as my want of freedom

Freedom to be free of all things binding

Binding me like the strings of an elmo muppet

Holding on not letting go.

I want freedom from all things leeching

Things I can’t say but god forbid can feel

tomorrow,

the next morning,

Or the morning after that.

Can feel in my undestined escape from the one thing not created by man

The nature of it all

A place isolated for teens

To smoke, or drink, or engage in the most sinful of sin.

Away from strict parents

Away from burdens of adulthood

Away from burdens of inescapable permanence

I want freedom.