She called me at 13
I was trapped in the most deep
where life itself shines like fireflies
Turned into stars all of my fears!
I heard the calling; a change to be made

She's losing her mind - she's going too far
She's burning up - she's breaking down

So I painted my eyes black
and hung an LGBT flag
I got an account in the web
Started releasing things.
My playlists became punk,
Reading poems, I cried in class.
Started crying too in the back of cars.
Still I was holding to my old crap
because the dark oh there it was!
But my truth started poking its head,
knocking my door.
"You can't turn your back on me anymore"
Go down, go down, choke, choke
You will come out, you will come out.
I gave you metaphysical pleasure,
metaphysical pain.

Poetry, you left me when I left myself
Life was going to be hell, but you'd be there
The call of the wild - that's you
Pushing me forward, balancing me - you always do

And people around scared of me
So was I, indeed.
The call of the wild - I never heard you, but at times
Your voice screamed loud
But I can see you, in the old photographs
A ******, struggling - just like now
And now you are back - you show your shy weird face
An untamed flower shows its head - caress her