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May 2019
Under their lies,, I was trapped.
A mere bird in a cage,
A ballerina in a music box,
A doll in a play-set.
All my life I have obeyed,
Wants. Orders. Stage directions.
Ordered to be happy
Told I was free.

Under their lies, I wilted.
I became the perfect little slave for them
A mindless being, happy only when told to be.

Under their lies, I lost myself.
Daughter to Wife to Mother - I have never been more myself than now,
Surrounded by no one.
Completely. Alone.

Under my control, I will flourish.
Sabrina DeBree
Written by
Sabrina DeBree  18/F/Virginia
(18/F/Virginia)   
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