I can't believe I walked on the cracks for so long,
falling through each one as I let you turn my innocent fears
into ways of controlling my every move.
I spent my childhood defying death,
but also defying life.
I remained trapped in your in-between,
which came to be my haunted life.
You were never subtle enough to be hidden in the shadows,
so I lived on the edge of my nerves,
constantly believing I was being followed.
I was too busy running from the past,
avoiding all the cracks, afraid to break your rules.
I starved myself of all the things
that you convinced my heart it would never deserve.
But starving really does hurt the soul,
and that was just one more thing you almost stole.
You may have stolen my innocence,
but your attempts to break me have all worn down,
for I have no reason yet to die,
my wings are only just beginning to fly!
I am no longer walking along the cracks of your cage,
because what goes around comes around
and I have not given up on your Karma!
