Escape from Squaretopia

Why do I have to be a sphere?

I always get kicked out of here

They say two to tango

But I can't with all rectangles

It feels like I make a problem

Asking question they can't solve them

Not found in back of book

Then her neck got a crook

Squares don't like being bent out of shape

Made her a trapezoid ape

I got in trouble using voice out of turn

Abstain from the Pledge as if flag I had burn

It really got old all that getting in trouble

So one day I put my voice into a bubble

I learned compliance and listen lame

With hand in the air that's a damn shame

Spin forward the clock another 20 years

Now I'm older, pressed clothes and rocking a beard

Not a creature was heard but the click of a mouse

keyboard, screens, cubicle rectangles prison or house

This is not what I want my life to be about

All I know at this moment is I want to get out

Twenty seven shades of grey I need my free

At the time I wondered what was wrong with me

Why can't I just accept things as they are?

Is a futile attempt at dimming a star

I am stardust from the universe you can't disentangle

I stepped out and realized nothing's made of rectangles

I am sphere, I am star, the Earth and the Moon

90 degree angles unnatural and smoothed out soon

Stepped into the light put my feet on the dirt

Out here we're all circles goodbye to the hurt.