Freedom Bird

Tue, 05/28/2013 - 23:53 -- MariamK


United States
40° 39' 5.7168" N, 73° 55' 58.9548" W

I'm tired of living in these confined walls
Always feeling trapped, and often invisible
Not to be seen, not to be heard
My feelings which aren't mine, along with words that do not belong to me are spoken from a mouth other than my own,
but through a voice that sounds similar to my own,
yet the words and feelings are unknown
No matter how many tears fall from my face,
No matter how much time and energy I put into breaking free,
I fall like a freedom bird with a damaged wing
Afraid that this will always be me, until life decides to let me break free.


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