If only they understand
How badly injured I am
They surely would care
Even if it's just for a little while
But it's reality
It shouldn't be pretty
Cause pretty is luxury
For people like me
The one who is scared and alone
No one gives a ****
Who doesn't have a place called home
Where creativity is banned
And the last thing I could do is beg
For my song to be sang
But surely it's too much
If my song sounds daft
I don't care
I sing it myself
The voice of my soul
Cause I can't live in this cage anymore
I will be the bird who tastes freedom
Nothing can hold me now
Not even your pounce