Rant #30706

I saw someone doing poems and it inspired me to do this low-key on my soul A riddle I be, and swift as spun thread, You chase my shadow, but I’m ever fled. Past your eager aims I’ve danced and flown, While yours have yet to find my rightful throne. I hold you higher than you hold me true, You’d live without me—aye, and I’d outdo you! So leave me be, for I am better free, Than bound to one who’ll never measure me.