This hate that I feel is overcoming everything I know to be me
I can feel it in my veins
I can hear the "it’s" sounds in my head
It “calls” for you… it “calls” for me
I can smell the pain that I suffer constantly… the pain inflicted by you
This is not what I wanted for me
This phase as confusing as it is; is making a new me.
I struggle… to get FREE!
But I just can’t seem to step it!
Get free of this obsession,
Your obsession to hold me as a possession
Under this opression
I wait, to listen, to see if someone can help me
Shh. I can hear somebody coming, somebody that I hope will take me away for here
I cry for help feeling the desperate need of freedom
It was deep and ambiguous those roads that I chosen to pass;
Now, I am lost! And I don’t know my way back
I don’t remember but I know that this is something weird and bizarre(Dejavú)
I can feel as if this has happened before
I can hear someone or maybe is just me
My thoughts flowing inside my head
I guess that I will never know, or will I
Till I find out, I’m still here
Imprison, in your power, in… your… obsession