Looking back at my so-called life

Has been a mix of joy and strife

A major storm of wind and rain

The confusing mix of love and pain

I see myself and all I've done

The experiences both tedious and fun

There have been many to whom I've bowed

In my heart, more than allowed

Some loved, some hurt, some truly did nothing

Leaving me pleading, wanting for something

Being passed around from Mistress to Master

Many times were joyous, others a disaster

Each year I grow and learn a bit more

The scars within me no longer sore

Days still pass and time goes on by

All that I've dealt with, new skills to apply

Standing now as the storm still rages

Thunder crashing and shaking the cages

When will this violent uproar fade

It feels as though it's been over a decade

No matter the fury that this storm shall bring

I am me, no one else, it will not change a thing.