I refuse to call it home
I have never felt at home here in this hell
because you are like unhappy Hades himself
deciding my fate
Spindling my future in whatever way you weave
Deciding how I should stay and when I can leave
I feel myself melting away in these horrible hot hellfires
changing from who I once was to who you decide I shall be
So much so that I feel the need to punish myself
As if you have not inflicted enough hell
upon me