You kept me inside.
In a box, you called a room.
You kept me in the dark, an environment where flowers do not bloom.

You praised me and belittled me all in one breath.
You drained me and used me, for my life was all jest (to you.)

The error was yours!
I am a star.
Darkness is my cosmos and my creativity will reach far.

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