I haven't spoken to you in quite a while.
I know you know all I want to say.
You can read it on my heart.
But, I'll explain myself anyway.

I've made some terrible mistakes.
My mind's in such a spiral that I don't even know which way is up.
Maybe it's a good thing.
Maybe it's the way we were meant to be.

Even though I'm trapped,
I feel so free.

The bird inside me sings.
It realized it can fly.
Don't ask me how.
Don't ask me why.

You see Father,
There are some things that are better left unsaid.
Secrets between you and I.
Secrets I'll answer for when I'm dead.

You are my Lord.
And I thank you for your son.
Thank you for forgiving me for all the things I've done.