Try to look me in the eye
and then teach me how to smile
Nothing holds me down, but your identity,
what you'd left behind the walls
falling apart...
I am torn apart!
Try to book bee on a ride
and then teach her how to fly
Nothing breaks the spirit, but spirituality:
what you show outside the walls...
They have fallen
I am, therefore, smiling
Still torn apart,
but still a part of something!
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