Shanezade

Alone not empty

They say lonley is painful

How is that so?

When freedom is at your door step

A chance for your soul to glow

Your body is yours to see

There's nothing to sacrifice.

You see one simple suggestion 

To fit their personal perception

Is no longer needed

And all that is left

Is that rhythmic sound in your chest

Then you will see 

The image in your reflection

It is the one you have chosen 

With no guides or directions

When we share this flesh where our soul resides

They may require constant versitility 

Often different from what meets their eye

I am alone physically to love myself internally

Now my body no longer seems strange

Because Theres noone to tell me what to change

My body becomes my own

Not empty just only Alone 

 



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