I'm still working on making my poems more consistent, but I tried to make it as formal as I could without completely changing my original draft.
I am the wild horse
Trapped in the barn
I will not be ridden
I will not be braned
Silly child,
Why do you scream?
Don’t you realize I could hurt you?
Hurt you, maim you, kill you?
I could make hate radiate through you
You don’t understand me
And neither do I
But I do know how bad I could make you hurt inside
You think you can tame me?
Ha, you make me laugh
At the silly dreams
That you have.
Crazy child,
You don’t understand
The damage I can do
Can do, have done, will do.
You’re a silly little thing
Why do you try to control me?
Do you really think you are strong?
No one can defy me.
Stop with your desperate attempts
They’ll only get you hurt
Put the whip away,
it will do you not good.
For I am the wild horse
trapped in the barn
I want to be ridden
I want to be tamed
And for this I forever know shame
