Let me

Why do I have to go?
Where else can I go
To hide from this vastness of the emptiness?
Deep inside I know that I am beautiful
Just buried under piles of brokenness
How can you put a bird back to the cage again?
How can you take away the freedom it has tasted
But maybe there is a purpose in everything that I don’t understand
Let me breathe
Let me feel
Let me weep
Let me rest
Let me live every moment of the present journey

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