I am the tiger’s eye, fierce and free,

But maybe I was fooling me.

My words scream freedom, actions whisper captivity,

I’m with those who lack curiosity.


I have a partner, a heavy weight,

He’s why I’m not straight.

True what they say about women’s fate,

In this, I’ve endured, didn’t abate.


For years, I’ve been this way,

Held back by fears, day by day.

One step at a time, cautious sway,

Another trap, in my way.


In my car, the usual fight,

A sudden light, changed my sight.

A quick moment, then a different flight,

Maybe, my last words, that night.


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