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From My Womb To My Tomb

They say, stay hidden, stay safe!

You don't want to be a disgrace,

While all I wanted, was to find my place.

Little did I know, I'd always be a misfit,

In this world of dimwit.

So I'd bow down with fear instead of pride,

looking like a beautiful bride.

Is this the fate I'd have to endure,

for the crime of being me,

"what is the price", I ask, for being free?

For what they can't imagine,

they cannot fathom.

For they are dark and perilous, just like a chasm.

Without a care, I'd take the dare,

Like a butterfly I'd bloom and fly into the sky.

And the time will come,

when the world will see,

and I'd get to be me.

And when they wonder, ask me who I am,

I'd shrug a little, smile a little and tell them,

From my womb to my tomb, this is ME!

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