Stories

My life reminds me of a book
Because everywhere I look
Things have to be done a certain way
And that’s how the laws have been laid
Mazes everywhere I turn
Unsolvable so there’s nothing to learn
Sometimes I’m so confused
I’m almost past the point of no return
If my life really were a book
I would leave it to burn
No need for boring
Repetitive
Novels
They’re just kindling
To my flame inside