In an ideal world
I’d be free
Free from the pain that shapes me
Free from the agony
Free from abuse, perpetrated upon me
Free to love, live, learn
To be happy, without feeling guilty
Free to be me
The whole me
Not some version of me that others want to see
I want so bad
To break away from my past
But I can’t, it follows me everywhere
When will I be free at last?

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