Here we go again :D
This poem is definitely less random and fragmented than the other two, you wouldn't necessarily think it came into existence through a poetry machine!
I like the conflicted emotions in the beginning, from desperate over liberated to defiant. I don't quite get the image "roll me like a wave" - isn't a wave the epitome of an unchangeable force that can't be shaped by other influences?
The line concerning potatoes with butter sticks out drastically with its sudden practicality, but I see where the writer is coming from with the simile. Very effective!
Towards the end, the poem kind of glides into cliché world again - "I need to have my space" and so on. You might want to try and use more uncommon phrases, or make it clear you're being ironic. Otherwise, it just sounds like unimaginative writing!
I think the last line is the first to use an enjambement, it's a bit awkward all alone, but maybe you could try to do that more often? It would serve to connect the lines, keep the flow of the words going. Just a thought!

good job on this one. it's the first one that actually reads like one person has written it. nice work.