Have you ever wondered what truly defines a person?

As we grow up we slowly understand what defines us

A memory that lingers in our mind....

That has the ability to break us and torment us

 

Such a young age...

How could we have possibly understood?

In places of promised safety, we are made fools

Assuming we want attention, not knowing our real pain

Stomping on already broken pieces

Controlling us like strings on a puppet

 

I have cut my strings proving that I am no puppet

to anyone

I am more than a bad memory!

Although shy to let the world see my heart,

only to those who gave me their hand can

open the cage

 

So what really defines us?

It's not memories nor even blood

It's what we find in ourselves that shows

We Are More!

We Are Different!

We Are Us!