Caught in a tangle, Stuck in a net
Not able to move, trapped, and that’s set
Ropes in my sides, and unable to see
Crying in pain, wish it wasn’t me
To scared to move, how do I get out?
How can I live, with all of this doubt?
Don’t want to die, so I fight the pain
Cutting the ropes, so I won’t go insane
The strings come detached, and the tangles untied
Ropes out of my face, never, I died
I push the ropes off of my back
I’m free in this world, not tied in a sac
Never gave up, and learned from mistakes
I tried and kept going, I did what it takes
I worked so hard, and I got myself free
And not giving up, is just part of me.
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