No Rules, Just Freedom

It’s a feeling of purpose,
It’s the realization of freedom,
That excites my mind.

Expressing our thoughts,
Expressing ourselves,
Is the reason I live

The use of my pen,
The freedom of my words,
That is why I’m alive.

A world without expression,
An existence without a difference,
Practically kills me.

Why live without having an opinion?
What if we couldn’t have options?
Different was illegal, simplicity was key.

There wouldn’t be any purpose to a world like that.