My head’s in my hands
As I cry out for you
I really wonder this time
If I will make it through

Broken and cold,
Sad and made of stone
My heart is still with you
Even though I’m alone

Begging to escape
From deep inside of me
Is the broken little child
That you are about to set free

If I let that child out
Who knows what it will do
It’s been caged for so long
Its brain is all askew

This child of mine
Isn’t like most
It’s not carefree
Its spirit is very morose




This child of mine is shackled
Yearning to break loose
To wreak havoc on my life
And try to reverse the abuse

So say I let it out
How will it stop it
From releasing years of emotions
That before, I could never admit?

Well out comes this child of mine
It’s finally free
Just make sure you help
To save me from me.