I jailed myself,
In the jail of no changes,
But I refuse to remain,
In this jail any longer,
I will grow and expand,
To fit my new surroundings,
Instead of running away,
To places that I already fit,
I will twist my soul,
To fit into the crevices,
Change my personality,
To fit my feelings and my needs,
I won't be jailed in sameness,
I am going to change stuff,
So that I can let myself have friends,
So that I can let myself be happy.
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