Set me boundaries if you wish,
but it won't do a thing.
My imagination is always going far,
past almost everything.
Borders, they won't hold me
back from what I think.
I have to many ideas in my head
and I'll have to spill my ink.
I might mess up the first few tries
of saying what I know.
But practice always make prefect,
and I think that's going to show.
I want to go past my borders,
beyond an empty sheet.
I want to cover it with writing
that makes you want to think.
So give me boundaries if you wish,
but of them I will break out.
I have too many ideas to hold back,
and with them I'm going to go all-out.