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Would I give up my innocence,
For what I have now?
But I have no innocence.
Would I give up what I have now,
For my innocence?
What do I have now?

When I was innocent,
I was in a cage.
Only allowed to do
What others wanted me to do.
Only able to see
What others wanted me to see.

Now, I am chained.
Who am I?
The chains restrict my growth, my evolution.
I'm shackled to the wall,
Bruised, Battered, broken.
No one's angel;
And no one will rescue me.

Should I be rescued from myself,
Or from others?
The others see me
Only as something they can mold.

Am I myself?
Do I know how to be myself?
What do others see?

But I can't trade
Something that I never had.
And I find it hard to believe
That I was ever innocent.