My Fate

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I am the voice some thought would never be heard.

That bird some said was born without a voice.

One who was stolen from heaven she was born to touch.

But here I am, still breathing.

Caged without a choice, with my brain as my only ally.

Born under a bad sign, hiding an ace under her sleeve.

Had no choice other than rebelling against destiny.

Still don't know why I am here, but I try to enjoy the ride.

Wounded but never truly hurt.

I tried to run from myself, but the truth is painted all over the city.