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