Stepping through fire
What I want, doesn’t count.
No matter what I do, it’s wrong.
You say we are a team, but you’re the first to close me out.
Every time we work together I have to watch my steps,
I walk on the tip of my toes.
I see freedom waiting a bit further,
I feel the happiness and peace.
I’m trying to go over there but a circle of fire is holding me back.
I feel trapped,
I feel caged.
I need to break free and step through this fire,
Without getting burned,
Without having it exploding in my face.
Will I make it?
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