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Shackles
Rattling against my shackles fixed true
Kept away from life, feeling so blue
Wracked with the pain of a body breaking
Like whipped ocean waves against the shore
Once, golden and perfect as the sun on a summer day
Now, rusted like a key stuck in a lock with no play
I had the world in my hands until it struck
And now I'm left within the confines of a smaller sphere
Youthful hopes and dreams crumbled to ash
Unable to generate my own cash
Stuck between disability and supposed youth
Fallen through the holes in government so cruel
Left without the care I solrely need
Without a mark, nor do I bleed
How can I show others my plight
How can I let them see my struggle each day
Unable to walk, unable to run
Those days are just no fun
Though I'm glad for my friends
They certainly seem to understand
