My Cry
Shackled in, bottled down: torn to pieces with no one around.
Hear my cry, see my pain.
The world is filled with so much pain.
Send me ease, so I can be pleased.
Wipe my tears so there is no more fear.
Not only my man, my kids,and my friends; yet there's no real fans.
They stare, they snicker but won't let me be.
Be free so I can release the love that frees me
Copyright © Eboni Pennington | Year Posted 2011
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