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brain trying to fight

cautiously waiting

for the heart to open

so that I may finally take flight

oh lord help me

don't judge me as I go

allow me to fumble

this perfection of spirit

needs freedom 

to express

no more of this

stumbling around

looking outside myself

trying to find a solution

set me free

I'm tired of these chains

so heavy on my heart

please be gentle

I'm still fragile 

hardened as I may be

the slightest bump 

could cause me to shatter

each day I look outside

hoping for the miracle

all the while knowing

it is up to me to release me

yet I torture myself

cage myself

imprison my spirit

within this flesh of mine

I know she's ready to shine

but the darkness has been

... so comforting

not yet willing to come out

into the great bright light

afraid of what I'll see if I do

afraid I will lose myself

all the comforts of the facade

that I embrace each day

too vulnerable

I must protect this spirit

or so the Guard believes

He believes in himself so much

that he keeps Spirit covered

thinking he's protecting her 

But he does not realize

that he is killing her silently

as he keeps her confined

she cannot breathe

beneath this blanket

he uses to shelter her

She cannot see 

beyond the walls

he uses to shield her

she cannot live any longer

within the confines 

of his guardianship

set her free

oh watchmen of souls

set her free

this one's not meant to be caged