Brandlynn Young Poet I do not know?

Inner Me

In a small dark cell in the inner prison
A young woman’s curled up in the corner
She’s done nothing wrong to be there
But people just look on and scorn her

Her light’s given way to darkness you see
She doesn’t know how to warm from the chill
She longs to walk out, she wants to be free
And some fresh food her stomach to fill

With no visitors, it’s a lonely place
Such a lonely place to be
I know how it is to be in prison
Because that young woman is me

I’ve done nothing wrong to deserve where I am
In the deepest, coldest prison cell
People still scorn me for how I feel
But my pain, only I can tell

Since no one understands, it’s a lonely place
It’s such a lonely place to be
The prison is my body
And the prisoner’s the inner me

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