The person I see is happy and free
Full lips are smiling and always in glee
Her joy and laughter filled with so much fun
As she plays and dances under the sun
The person I feel is sad and alone
She cries and cries all undone in her throne
She hisses in pain, keeping herself sane
Until she arrives in apathy lane
The person I know is broken but strong
She stands with pride when the agony's long
Iron for walls and steel for her resolve
And from every wound she shall evolve
The person I'll be is dauntless and kind
Scarred but with no fears, my peace I shall find
Before I was hidden but never again
I'll sing my heart's song like that of a wren.
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