In this place I ace to win,
Battle with life, enemy is I,
Positioned as an armed soldier with pen and paper,
Freedom is the opened gate to express my words,
I surrender to God but not my captures,
Locked and chained with people's expectation, that is why I can't be I
Screech, screech on these walls. My red broken finger nails,
Carrying the pain I feel no more,
Escaping has no sense to me,
Adaptation, I will survive!
This is a secret world where the darkest shadows lay to rest,
I feel no thorns beneath my feet,
My voice has no sound,
Lost it in my thousand screams
Earth is so cold, Lucifer at heart,
People who live here are evil as the devil himself,
They stone me with words,
Cover! They eye me not to see me bleed,
Remove thy ears not to hear me scream,
But I will walk until I reach
Tranquility I know aren't far
See, I have loved
Those who pretend and never care,
Forgiveness is my curse,
Advantaged, they take a piece of my trust,
I lie to protect what is mine and what we don't share
The Battle in me!
I hate this hate that builds up inside of me
Having made me evil deep to the depths of my brain and heart,
All I can think of is darkness,
I need a cure.
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