Banging and banging Open the doors of the cage Let it all out Liberation is what keeps me From embodying the fictitious feelings You so kindly spared for me
My heart is a bird Since a day in which I cannot recall Locked up for my own vitality The constant trials and failed escape plans Have left me no choice But to unintentionally fall down To the misconceptions I thought I had once denounced
The only hope being to get out Fly to you And sing you a song More melodious than The sound of lilies that bloom Rather than petals which sink
Trapped in here by your will With the only thread of hope The only glimmer of light Being to some day break out And be with you once more
Where I will pour my painfully veracious emotions Into your falsified heart And tragically attempt to not turn into dust While you become every ounce of human I had once prided myself on.