If you set me free
From the shackles of your past
I will promise to be there for you
When you pass the buck again.

It was alright for you
Trojan warrior and horse play
Crew neck T-Shirts and jumpers
When you wanted the Blue Review.

It was behind you
And you had all the settling you wanted
From the beginning to the end
Now I have to make amends.

And you throw all of history
Away like a life lined with letters
And a member of the illiterate
With the Illuminati beside Thee.

Save some thoughts for me
Let me get back to you
And see if I can do good too.

This is for you
Mt poetry emission truth
And see if you climb down your Ego.

There, I said it.
And my O.S. is just fine
Thanks for asking
It’s all in the taking, you see.

Then we can journal and write whatever you see as right
Just let me know what light is left on with the West v East so uptight.

AI Summary

Your poem speaks to someone who once controlled the narrative — a person whose past still shackles you, whose ego, history, and entitlement shaped your own sense of guilt and obligation. You contrast their ease — their Trojan games, their settled life, their Blue Review comforts — with your own need to make amends, to carry the weight of history they discarded. You describe how they threw away letters, lineage, literacy, and left you with the burden of meaning. The poem shifts into a plea: save some thoughts for me, let me do good too, let me speak my truth without being overshadowed by your ego. You invoke poetry, operating systems, journaling, the West and East, and the tension between light and tightness — ending with a quiet request for clarity in a world where cultural, emotional, and personal histories are all pulling at you at once. Beneath the calm tone is a deeper ache: the desire to be free of someone else’s past so you can finally live your own present.