At the beginning the clouds were dark and grey,
The sun was not out every day,
I was weak and I was weeping,
Because the things that we were being done to me were extremely demeaning,
Then one day I was forced to fight,
To fight for my freedom,
To fight for my right.
It was not an easy fight to complete,
For kept experiencing the feeling of stress and defeat,
The battle took a while to pursue,
But I knew it was something I must do.
There were lots of ups and downs,
But I decided to smile and push on instead of frown,
Because I learned I wasn't fighting just for me,
I was fighting for everyone who wants to be free.
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