Running around untamed,
Isn’t always wild and free.
Is this all we could be,
What else makes us happy?
In expecting to live,
Subdued by normalcy,
Is that not a fallacy?
”I do love you to death”,
But should marriage be our grave?
If everyone chose to be ordinary,
Lest what life might not be,
Should we not live UNHINGED?
Dare to walk alone & not follow,
With no regrets and sorrow.
Should love be weighed in matrimony??
‘Forever’ an unrealistic safety.
Is this all we were created to be???