I dont feel like writing anymore
I dont feel like dancing anymore
I dont feel like rapping anymore
I dont feel like myself
I cant think straight
I dont even know who i am anymore
Im confused about my feelings
Im confused about life
But what i do know
... is that im a daddyless little girl
i have been pretty much all my life
my dads somewhere using herion
Not caring about his little girl
Im scared whether or not
He'll get sent back to jail
Im lost and confused
Im just trying to survive in this world
But now i just dont care
Im completly numb

ARABIC:
المفاتيح.
المفاتيح التي لا تفتح الأبواب
هي المفاتيح التي تغلق الأبواب
والمفاتيح المشنوقة في السلاسل
لا تملك إلا دراما الرنين
لكن المفتاح الذي يموت في جيبي
يذكرني بأنه قد آن الوقت لكي أكون إمرأة عاقلة ، تسكن بيتا
بلا مفاتيح . . . . بلا أبواب


ENGLISH:
   Keys.
The keys that open doors
are the keys that close them,
and the keys strangled in chains
have nothing but the drama of tinkling.
But the key that dies in my pocket
reminds me it is time
that i became a reasonable woman
who lives in a house
without keys, without doors.