A TOUCH THAT TINGLES
FROM THE BODY TO THE SOUL
AWAKENING THE URGE TO MOLD
EVERY PART OF MY SENSUAL BODY
BUT WHEN THE MOLD HARDENS
I FEEL TRAPPED AND FROZEN IN THE TIME
WHEN APPRECIATING WHO YOU ARE
IS A CRIME
NOT BEING ABLE TO APRECIATE
THE BEAUTY THAT IS ME
TRAPPING MY SOUL
IN A PUDDLE OF MENTAL ABUSE
CRYING FOR JUST AN ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
THAT I AM BEAUTIFUL
IN EVERY WAY
CAN'T YOU SEE THIS SOUL?
READY TO BATTLE
FOR THE SAKE OF GOODNESS
WHY DO I FEEL THIS
CHOKING IN MY NECK
YOU TRAP ME WITH
YOUR WORDS OF HATE
AND JEALOUSY
YET I SCRATCH AND BITE
TO GET OUT
I NEED TO BREATHE
THE AIR CALLED ZEAL
I NEED TO STRAP ON
THE STRENGH TO BELIEVE
AND THE STRENGTH TO HOPE
I SLOWLY GET UP FROM
THE BLOWS OF DESPAIR
AND FORCE MY WAY
INTO A WORLD
UNKOWN TO ME
WHERE I FEEL
A SENSE OF FREEDOM