Cornered into choices,
Decisions not your own.
Fighting through the memories,
Reacting to the bone.
Sleeplessness, feeling out of control.
Fighting for your place.
Knowing your strength,
The promises you make.
Who controls the script?
The observations placed on you?
A strength is there, but overthrown,
By those holding power over you.
Fight the urge to allow them in,
Your life is but your own.
Some things are not worth the fight,
Their purpose only to weigh down your flight.