a poem for the people-pleaser...

this; a neverending maze
that I run through; dazed
trying desperately to appease
and ease the mind of authority

the acquiescing lines I've recited before
and lost sight of what I really wanted
for who but you has taught me how to laugh
which warns, do not neglect your heart

for then I should cease to feel
but only will I move for the sake of reason;
the unfeeling, mechanical creation
of this thing you call love

I don't want a love that is tame...
I don't want another checklist to fulfill
No checks and balances enforced upon me
I say, let the soul learn love without legalism

should judgment die,
you should know the soul cannot lie.