In The Beginning
In the Beginning I was confined
To the depths of my mind
I was trapped inside
And there was no key
I did not know there was a way out
Of the prison that held who I was
Then came the day I was released
A pencil, the key to my life, was placed in my hand
Now I am forever free
In the Beginning I was confined
And now there are no limits
This poem is about:
Me