alicia page

(03/13/96 / Georgia)

All i ask


all i ask is to be free from this guilded cage
all i ask is to leave and never look back
all i ask in this world is to be no more rage
all i ask is to not let me to go into harms way

all i could ask is to let me be invisible like i never exist to people
all i ask is for people to forget me
all i ask is to be like other people and to be equal
all i could ask is to then again to have people see how much suffering, pain and sorrow im in and to put me out of my misery

all i ask is to let me be myself and not who you want me to be
all i ask is not to do that because its just another prison inside of me
all i ask is to let me be able to breath
all i could ever ask is to let me be free

Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2012
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