I am free or supposed to be Each new sentence you sprout Has another bar coming down I walk into invisible walls I wasn't claustrophobic before this Now the air feels like cement in my lungs A step forward is a step out of line Anything you don't want to hear is wrong I am a porcelain doll Unheard A pawn in my own life You play out your ambitions through When did I become so weak? When did I give up?
So many things they took away. I will never be the same person again. Sometimes it feels like they're conspiring to keep the happiness at bay.