An Agnostic

I’m neither a theist;

Nor an atheist;

But an agnostic;

Who is very erotic.

People keep forcing me;

To be, whats not “me”;

And when I say “no”;

They turn as cold as snow.

I’ve been shut in a dungeon;

With closed walls, like a pigeon;

They have cut down my wings;

Which used to dance in springs.

“Give me a break”, I say;

“Listen to me”, I pray;

Still they clench their fists;

As I run into the mists.

Life is a game;

And its always the same;

when you try to be “you”;

Others start giving their view.

Why can nobody see?

My words are drowned in a sea;

Will nobody let me breathe;

Leave me alone, please.

Will my day ever come?

I’ve been forced to be dumb;

By the evil minded spirits;

Who lack all merits.

But I shall still wait;

Since its never too late;

To relive my dreams;

And flow like a stream.

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