i wish i was good enough
for what I love
was never wanted
in the perfect circle
I wanted to break
while others told me to wait
why waste time
you don't own?
set me free
bird flies far from home
can I gain my first feathers
or is thee seedling supposed to stay

the gates to heaven
led me to sin
they gave me pleasure
bestowed by the devil
a pedal, on a quiet lake
or the caress of your inflaming touch
upon my neck, your kiss still lingers
the bruises on my back
alters to be your love bites
change as a whole & half
but stay the same altogether
if I were one-year younger
I wouldn't understand
why it's so deranged when
I saw those words come out the gates