Freedom
Can't touch, can't love, can't kiss, can't hold
Can't do anything but be cold. I hate the world, except for her
So I try, and I fail
Burnt am I, I dead am I, All I've done is cry and cry
Ripped to shreds, cut down and dried, all I need is to die
Please dear god, end my life. If you're there
If you care, Silence these nightmares please!
I am through! God I hate you!
I rule me! You lied to me!
Go away! Do not stay!
I am free! Let me be!
Copyright © Danny Clifton | Year Posted 2010
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