please, don't lock me up just to keep me closer to yourself
it's spring outside, i need to dance and live and grow.
i am a seed that is capable of producing the finest roses in the garden
but give me some room to breathe before i wither and dry out.
you can pluck the flowers i give and make a bouquet out of them
gift it to someone you love, i would never care to know.

I don't feel like writing anymore.
The light has taken away my charms
Let me crawl back into the darkness
Let me be myself again
Let me pick up the pen again
Let me write without any care.

Fire the **** gun and put a bullet in my head
Make another hole in that empty thing
I'll smoke the pain away in the shadows of the night
And we'll smile at each other again pretending to be fine.

I promised myself it will be the last time
But the monster in my head got greedy
So sorry father I took another pill
I promise this one will be the last time
Trust me.

Inside these ******* covers, we all hide a child that refuses to grow up.
A child that still craves love and attention but is chained and dumped.
We all are aware of that little life who is scared and tortured and left alone
But none of us is brave enough to stand up for that child and make him feel home
And give him love that he deserves and be his friend to help him overcome
all the fears that feed on him
Fear of rejection, fear of this world
Fear of closure, fear of growing up
Fear of trusting someone
Fear of being loved.

Inside these ******* covers, we all hide a child that refuses to grow up.
That child will either turn into a monster or into a no one.

There is a whole universe inside you
With cold planets and burning stars
And a vast empty space painted in dark.

But in between all this
I see a fertile land.

Where I can bury myself and blow some life in your stiff heart.