Chosen Shackles

No one owns me

Yet i live in slavery

No one owns me

Yet I live for the expectations of others

No one owns me

No one owns my love

No one owns my heart

No one owns my insides

No one owns my dreams

No one owns my fears

No one owns my pain

No one owns my mind

I reproduce the conditions of my slavery every day

I deny myself and take up my cross of being for others

I gave up my freedom before I knew I was free

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