Glass Chains

I am held down I do not strike out I do not act out I do as I am told Everyone around me thinks I am quiet That I do not care that I am deaf and blind Or there is nothing I could do or would do if they are wrong That I am forever silent forever without anger or bitterness But they do not know the truth is that I am held down By glass chains that bind me they keep me from speaking out For the consequences of what I would do to those who ager me are forever my scars But they should remember the chains of glass are my own creation And as such I can break them any time So to those who like to torture with words To poke the tiger in its cage an think it cant get you Know that is and it will if you poke to hard are push to far Because when the chains are broken And their pieces scattered all over the floor Know that all pieces will reflect red for blood will paint everything