Love is not a foreign place.
Freedom isn't born of hate.
My mental prison.
A collab.
Of vocal torment.
At a morbid pace.
My force is great.
Like morphing
Isn't normal.
But your nothing normal
So my bones would say.
A portion.
Of a storm.
My vocal chords
Like strings that tore.
Away...
Nothing more to say.
I'm morphing
But it never comes
So the voices say
You'll be gorgeous babe