I sat incarcerated in a cell
of my own creation.
Self doubt shackled me
While I lined windows with bars
holding the opinions of others.
I sat waiting for liberators
as I served a self induced life sentence.
A small beam of light cast a shadow on my perceptions.
Paradigm shift.
Unshackled.
Windows opened.
Doors unlatched.
Guests arrive.
Music plays.
The party of life begins.
of my own creation.
Self doubt shackled me
While I lined windows with bars
holding the opinions of others.
I sat waiting for liberators
as I served a self induced life sentence.
A small beam of light cast a shadow on my perceptions.
Paradigm shift.
Unshackled.
Windows opened.
Doors unlatched.
Guests arrive.
Music plays.
The party of life begins.
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