Tightly Strung

Stripped of my innocence
I set out on my own
no sense of direction
no place to call home

Frightened by shadows
lost and alone
I wandered the avenues
of the city I’d known

Found a government job
and excelled in my skills
went from office to office
to pay the bills

Had to fight for my rights
psychologically challenged
until the time came around
demanding departure

Tested by chatter in my head
ideally I read and write
trying harder and harder
to better my fate

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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