My Own

Feel my angst
Deep within me
Feed my strength
Your words are empty

Look inside and you will see
Break inside break inside

I am, My own
And that’s something to me
I’ve grown, Too strong
To be under your feet

See the hands
That try to hold me
Read the past
I never was free

Deeds of shame
The world around me
Know my pain
The world that I see

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