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True Freedom

by bianca-azarae

What my family doesn't know is that I love photography and videography I'm a painter, a poet, and I love to dance They are unaware of how well I can sing and how much I love making music They sigh at my presence as if I'm the one who murdered someone As if I am the one who walked out when times got hard They look at me and think "how broken." I just wish they could see the light on the other side It's okay to just be and thrive It's okay to live a free life They will never understand what it's like to crave true freedom I will never get these years back from trying to please them I will have to move forward into the blue Where the sun shines on the horizon and the mountains kiss the stars Where the sand gets stuck in every crevice Where my hair seems to wash itself And the wind gives a natural blowout What a blessing it is to be alive To feel this good again before I die My family will never know my secret It's true freedom that keeps me breathing
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Jun 28, 2024
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