Why should I be the one
Crying out in pain?
Why should it be me
Alone, going insane?
Why isn't there someone
To hear me late at night?
When I'm screaming, shrieking
Silently in fright?
What is it that stops me
From pouring out my heart?
Who is it that tells me
To stop just when I start?
Why am I bearing this?
Who taught me restraint?
Who told me I'm not important?
Who told me to be a saint?
I'll do it my way from now
I've now understood
The side of me you always dreaded
Is out now - for good
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