My Own Prison
Running away from yourself is not truly running
But it is merely being trapped in a never ending world of confusion
To be accepted here, loved there, why must I change to for them
The cause of change must be made to better ones self not please others
To think that to be loves I must be like them , but no!
I will not fall to this prison of their judgment I will break these chains
Be free from my own worry
Who needs them, people to look down on me, to judge me they don’t know me
They will never understand me
For I will not be my own prison but I will be my own person
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