Some People Find It Hard

February 14, 2008
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Some people find it hard to find the pain that lies inside my eyes. They find it difficult and wonder why I cry these tears that I cry. It ain't easy bein' me, ya'll don't know my story. See, I've been through hell and back and I ain't livin' through my past no mo'. I'm livin' towards the future. Gotta get outta these chains that hold me, these walls that console me called life. I know why the caged bird sings. She wants to be free, fly free, soar the skies with the breeze as her guide. She wants to be like the wind. No direction, no limit, no boundary to where she may go. I am that bird and as I struggle to be free in this society with every hindrance in every direction that my eyes can see, I cry. This is the reason I cry the tears I cry. Why you see the pain in my eyes. I want to be free. But first, I've got to breathe.....





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