My Hands are Tied

 

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My hands are tied,

And my heart cries,

There's so much I want to make happen,

But what would the society say?

The thoughts of the four people,

It Haunts my way.

My voice is stuck at the throat,

My legs don't lead to the road,

There's the path I want to lead,

But society wants me to follow,

Those four people have left a trail; already,

But is the path meant for me?

My tears do not flow,

My sobs are ignored,

There's pain I want to express,

But society would call me weak,

Those four people say tears are weakness,

But isn't it also a human emotion?

Today my hands are tied,

But I will break through,

Today tears might be my weakness,

But I will make it my strength,

No matter what the society says,

I will lead the path; leaving a trail.

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