i felt released after i wrote this, then my parents made me feel like shit again
I wait for the bell to ring, my hour of release and I fly like a bird that’s longed to be set free from its cage it’s whole life.
So happy, I’ll be happy when that bell rings, free, I’ll have fun and be full of joy.
But why do I say this?
That bell doesn’t grant me
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