Everything is free. That’s a secret.
The only thing that isn’t free is you. You do as you’re told: you sit in your seat until they say, “Stand.” You stay put until they say, “Go.”
Maybe that’s the way you like it. It’s easy. It’s all there. You don’t have to think about it. You don’t even have to feel it.
I sometimes wonder how this planet keeps on sticking to my feet. They did everything they could to pin me down… my mum, my dad, school. They put me in homes with bastards. They did things to me you can’t even talk about. I’m okay.
What about you?
The only thing that isn’t free is you. You do as you’re told: you sit in your seat until they say, “Stand.” You stay put until they say, “Go.”
Maybe that’s the way you like it. It’s easy. It’s all there. You don’t have to think about it. You don’t even have to feel it.
I sometimes wonder how this planet keeps on sticking to my feet. They did everything they could to pin me down… my mum, my dad, school. They put me in homes with bastards. They did things to me you can’t even talk about. I’m okay.
What about you?
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| — | smack by Melvin Burgess |
