We Shall Over Come

It’s a beautiful day and I’m inside. Scared.

I don’t know how to get out of this repetition.

I don’t know how to get out on my own.

I drag myself down, down, down.

Catch me I scream in silence.

I want to get out but I don’t feel like myself.

A body, an image have imprisoned me.

I don’t know how to speak

I don’t know how to behave

I’m scared of the evil

But at times it makes me smile

Catch me I scream in silence.

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