inner
In the depths of my soul, a child cries, Longing to break free from these chains that bind. Lost in a world where dreams go to die, My inner child trapped, unable to find. Once filled with wonder and endless delight, Now confined by darkness, unable to see the light. Yearning for laughter and innocent play, But the weight of adulthood keeps it at bay. Oh, how I long for those carefree days, When imagination soared and worries were far away. But now I'm shackled by responsibilities grown, My inner child silenced, its voice barely known.
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