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January 24, 2010

Choked.
Suppressed.
Stuck.

Never have I been as ready to move onto something new.
Change was something I once feared, now it is something that I crave.

Tied down.
Held back.
Not moving.

The moment I fulfill the promise I made I’m out of here.
First chance I get, I’ll leave.
In my head, I’m already gone.

Limited.
Guilt tripped.
Sucked back in.

Like a monkey on my back.
Like a clinging child.
I am agitated and annoyed.

A bird without wings cannot fly.
Like someone without independence, they cannot self exist.

If you don’t like something about yourself, change it.
Or do you not have control over who you are?

Like a precious gem must undergo extreme suffering before it can shine,
so must you.

 

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    lyrical_symphony

    January 25, 2010

    Well put.

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