Bitter Bitter, angry,
fed up with life
Struggling, bleeding,
burdened with strife
Enough of these fears
Enough of this pain
Enough of these tears
I'm going insane
Give me back hope,
or unlock my chains
Free up my soul,
all soiled with stains
Unteather my wings
I'm ready to fly
Don't hold me here
Or here I will die © copyright |