The fence was too high
Sat in the house
of my youth
staring at what plagued me
undiscovered
in the most obvious of places
something stopped me
always had
from discovering the great mysteries
and mishaps of life
The fence was too high
for the real world to see me
Rapunzel in her tower
with no prince to rescue her
the fence was too high
for me to see the world
where I would live and die
I had to destroy the tower myself
stone by stone
What my family had built
Society maintained
As I chiseled away at that fence
Magically the bricks reappeared
Taunting me from the man's world
There was no outsmarting it
to wake from my sleep of intelligence
I had to be ignorant
Ignore others
to take my place at their side
Allow my body not my mind
to lead me to the proper
decisions
Could I abandon this?
to escape my fenced cottage
in the woods
to see the wickedness
to destroy the wicked one
I had to abandon my weapons
I dropped my weapons
lightening the load
but again the fence changed. . .
