My Crime: Cowardice

I’m a prisoner longing to be free,

And from this holding cell I yearn to flee.

Condemned to a lonely fate,

Consumed by bitterness and hate,

Towards the world, I call my own,

And perturbed by how little I’ve grown.

Trapped, and institutionalized by fear,

I seek no more than an ear to hear,

What I’ve endured throughout this tale,

And how I fought tooth and nail,

Only to find myself back where I started,

My progress meager, and all allies long since departed.

For what crime do you think I’m being punished?

I’m afraid to be human; Yes, I have no courage!

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