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Post by ladyrileylupus on Nov 16, 2003 16:33:35 GMT -5
I am something I'm ashamed to be I belong to a tribe I cannot be I long for things you can't see But that all adds up to being me...
I'm stuck in a human shell My spirit is that of a horse I long to run free and far across the green sea Feeling the wind blow through mane
The wind it whispers my name Come back to us The yearning in my heart Come back home
Why is this world so cruel? Why can't I be what I want? Why must I live my life like a masquerade? Can't I pull this mask off and reveal what I am?
I am someone who should not be I am not a woman I am not a horse... Does anyone know what I am anymore?
All I know is what I was...
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