Out Loud

Caught up in society's madness

Uncontrollable love for freedom

I sit beneath this tree thinking of a time I'll be able to breathe without guilt

That maybe the movement of my chest while I inhale and exhale has disturbed the peace

They told me I want to be too free

That a free woman is nothing but trouble

That I'm that trouble and the path I walk is one undesirable by "the culture"

As if freedom is a threat and their life is what's on the line

"You won't get married

This path leads to Hell

God is angry at you

Your mother and your father too

Walk the way you do and you'll give them reason to rape you

Is this what freedom means to you?"

Words I hear and try to ignore

But these words are like sticks and stones

Pins and needles slowly bursting my bubble and killing my vibe

Fear the status quo

Conform to their standards

Tribe mentality 

Survival of the most silent

But I am loud

I think out loud

I dance out loud

I riot out loud 

I don't tread quietly

Never have and never will