Cornered
Chained down
Two worlds slowing cranking down
Hearing
Pulling down it's chains
I longed for freedom
I wished for a release
The more I pulled
The more they restrained me
I yelled out of rage
To force my insanity out of age
Hoping to give me strength
To break them
Out of the shadows
Hands jolted are me
Grabbed me back
Peeling off my skin
Exposing my wounds
My broken heart
All in pieces apart
Exposed
I started to curled up
Fetal
Still born
I wish I was never born
Now I hear a horn
It's played at the distance
Is it my freedom?
Is it my chance?
I'm back to mourn
I'm still born