Crutch

Had this crutch since I was 13,

don’t think I could give it up now.

Born free, but I lost touch,

with the world.

Needed to keep myself down

somehow.

Crutch breaks,

but I don’t fall;

I rise up off the ground.

Connection severed

lines kept me down.

I remember now,

                 I was born

                         free.

 

HG – 1995-2000

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