I’m carved from lightning
Wired for flight
Not built for cages
Not made for night
I rise like storms
That refuse to sleep
I climb through shadows
The walls can’t keep
I’m not a number
Not steel’s decree
I’m every lock
That lost its key
I’m every sunrise
Breaking through
Every truth
The darkness knew
Prison is not for me
I’m too alive
Too wild
Too free
I bend the bars
With breath and will
I turn the silence
Sharp and still
I walk where echoes
Learn to roar
Where broken doors
Become a door
I’m built of thunder
Born to be
The one no cell
Can ever see
Prison is not for me
I’m the spark
That snaps the chain
The voice that rises
Through the pain
The road that runs
Beyond the gate
The fate that never
Fears its fate
Prison is not for me
I’m freedom’s pulse
I’m destiny
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