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Torn by the lies of the past
Of the future
Of the present 
Shredded by the mocking faces 
But I wanted to love
To be held with such care
But to dare 
To fail once more
To open that door
The door of Phobos
The door of fear 
The door barred over and over again 
In order to save 
But 
I cower at the faces 
Of my oppressors
That speak such sweet words 
With such malice 
So callous 
To all that stand from their own 
That are not branded by the mark of stereotypical life
Yet 
I revere this brand 
This brand of fitting in 
Fitting in to an unknown culture of Atlantis
People that are ignorant of their bonds
That believe that hold the throne 
With jeweled scepter in hand
But shackles hold them 
Tighter 
But shackles forged by fear
Hold me here 
Unable to escape unless I gain the virtue
Held dear by all women
Confidence
To stand apart 
To believe 
To love
Confidence 
The throne bejeweled with sapphires and emeralds and diamonds
My throne has been burned to ash
By the oppressors 
Yet the oppressed
Oppressed by the weight of fitting with the crowd 
In synchrony
Controlled by a single idol of perfection
A idol that haunts and tortures 
That is king over all else that 
I fear 
I want
To be a clone of this perfection
But 
Have intelligence
Have kindness
Have no fear 
Be Divergent
My head is warring at the beauty and yet horror 
Giving up myself 
For a lifetime of imprisonment
Shackling my thoughts 
To follow the yellow brick road 
Where I prosper in the reflected light of my oppressors
Till the day I die
I will lie in a bed of marigolds
With silver chains adorned on my arms
Chaining me 
I will be beautiful 
I will be imprisoned
To the whims and thoughts of 
The idol 
Of perfection
Instead of cowering 
Door barred
Yet 
If I went out that door
Embraced the light 
Embraced the pain of love
The pain of the world 
I would be free if I had one thing 
Confidence
Confidence to love
Confidence to want more
Confidence to open the door
The door that imprisons me 
That is my king
That has taken the place of my throne 
That I have given all tribute to
A prisoner of Fear
Shackled by all my faults
Yet 
A prisoner of fear 
Hold dear the only riches of hope
That love comes to greet me 
That love holds me as a beloved
Hope 
Empowers 
Strengthens 
Sparks 
Confidence
I stand 
Hope pushing me
You can no longer hold me here
Where I have been imprisoned 
By fear
Chains fall away
Fingers brush the faults away
Open
Finally
Rays of light welcome me
Floating without fear 
Without sin
With hope
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