Who am I…

Who am I ?…I don’t know anymore.

I used to laugh so much, now I’m such a bore!

Broken, I can’t see what piece goes where,

I’m trying, doctors can’t even tell so why should I care.

Everyone says I’m still me but I’m not as this isn’t how I’d live my life.

Feeling completely fustrated and useless because I’m stuck inside.

My independence gone my freedom taken away,

That isn’t me, I’m being forced to live this way .

Acceptance NO I don’t want to give in.

I want to be happy again, I want to find a way of livin’…

I want to feel as strong as a lion.

Not as weak and vulnerable as a new born kitten.

It’s hard when you’ve been there and it’s been taken away,

Feeling Kicked out of your herd a leader yesterday an outsider today!

I don’t want to be here like this as it isn’t me ,

I’m shouting help but nobody hears or listens to me.

The injured Lion

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