See my scars jagged and deep
No more tears shall I weep
Those words hold no power
My heart locked in this tower
Catch a glimpse of what I feel
A gift no need to steal
Left me here so alone
So cold a beautiful stone
Selfish I in which way
Simply because I deflect what you say
Your little puppet not I
A prisoner tortured I
I escape to my tower
To seek peace not to cower
I may suffer but my beauty will not die
I may not weep but I still cry