FinitelyReticent

A baby, not even a moment old Its story is unwritten, clean, untold Grows into a child, encouraged to fulfill his dreams Just be sure to fit within society’s scheme Be who you want—No, not like that. Dress how you want—No, not like that Love whomever you want—Well…except for him Every step is like walking out onto rotting limbs Waiting to misstep and crash to the ground Waiting to plummet into the water and drown Waiting to cross a line you didn’t know existed Waiting to break a rule you didn’t know was listed I guess that means I’ve fallen into the water Tried to be a son when I was expected t