unwritten pages

She was born with wings, But they clipped her soul, Told her to whisper, When she wanted to roar whole. They wrote her story, With lines of shame, Erased her voice, And whispered her name. But she found her pen, And rewrote her fate, With every word, She reclaimed her state. Her pages unfolded, A tale of might, A story of courage, In the dark of night. She rose from ashes, Like a phoenix born, Her unwritten pages, Now shouting to be sworn.