The Degree

Alone in the darkest hour A loss of life and loss of power Words like knives that punctured me Leaving bruises none can see Lying in a pool of sadness How long before the feeling passes I think that now's my time to leave Stripped of all true dignity But surrounded now by chosen family Knocking on this door to freedom Leaving what was a golden prison To accept what can and cannot be And give myself Love unconditionally I'm allowed to break down and be set free To learn to Love me for me To hold that paper in my hand To stand on the stage and know that I Can Be Truly Happy