Ink Will Set Me Free

They took me far, they locked the gate, Declared my fate was sealed by fate. A mark upon my skin, so bright, Yet in the dark, it shone like light. No chains can break the soul I bear, No walls can steal the dreams I wear. For even here, where hope seems small, I stand unbowed—I stand tall. This ink’s no curse, it sings, it soars, A sign that freedom still is yours.