Imagine freedom being tied

To how far you can run

Be it from a gun,

your mum

Running from expectations

You're acting like a bum

Someone's son

To succumb to banal pleasures

You bum

Experienced pleanty these few years

But yet still

A master of none

The cat has 9 lives

You live to tell one tale

You've been given plenty of opportunities

And yet you fai...

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