see me
Born with chains on my wrists, wandering through life in a mist, lost and forgotten for so long, in a dark tunnel no light shines through, growing and learning as life goes on trying to find myself in this harsh world. Hitting the peak of spiritually, breaking generational curses while fighting life's battles, covered in a cocoon emerging as a butterfly, spreading my wings soaring, and learning to fly, looking within fighting myself in my minds eye. Falling down and getting back up, the hardest part is to never give up, as a caged bird I sing my song, wanting to be heard and seen as me, looking into the mirror seeing myself for the first time realizing I was always free.
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