by Destiny Sales
(Red Oak, Iowa)
I'm coming out of my cage
I step out onto the stage
I feel like a rebel
but my hands start to tremble
my mind's aching
my heart's racing
I need to be stronger
last just a second longer
they're shouting
faces pouting
the voices fade
I start to change
dying perhaps
I collapse.
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