Stop hurting me from the past
I shall be free when I look into the mirror and see me
But that little blackbird sitting on my window reminding me of the pain
The sorrow
When I shed the tears of hopeless dreams and visions
Cutting me deep like a surgery incision
But my wings are broken
Trying to soar and fly away from the past that has haunted me
What people say what I would never be
Just a black bird trying to be set free
Turning it all around as I set loose on the balcony
Waiting for the people to see
That I wanted to quit
But you came along to set me free
To look into my eyes
Stopping to stare at me
Trying to change my visions so that I can see the picture a little bit more clearer
When family wasn’t around to see me for who I really was
Am I still this blackbird stuck on the windowpane
Of my lyrically musically game?
I want to fly to be free of me
To allow my spirit to fall and to come back whole
No more little sorrow as I’m living in the world of possibilities and opportunities
I flew that night on the balcony
Until you rescued me
Flying higher
Because I’m a strong fighter
Written by Lyrical Passion
Poetry by Lyrical Passion 
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