It is of my own nature that I am bound before thee
A soul self-confined screaming to be free
Wrapped in delusions of what should have been
Allowing others to have the chance of full reign
It is my own thoughts that I am now a slave
Always helping and trying hard to save
Now I bow before the world that I see
A soul self-confined screaming to be free
Duty of mine is served with all adore
Lack of appreciation and respect, what was it all for?
Honor without cause without even being earned
Always reminded, I was, of what I learned
A warrior in my own right bound I may be
Who I am really, screaming to be free
Words and thoughts flow through my head
Continuing to all that is known will soon become dead
With pride I do what I must
With honor I bow down and do what is just
But inside clawing and tearing at my soul
Is a warrior that will never grow old
Chained I am by who it is thought I should be
Who I am when all look down at me
I bow before the ones that I give myself too
Never them knowing, understanding, why I do what I do
I know what is locked deep inside
For the entire world I will continue to hide
If they only knew what was my thoughts
Would they see what I have always sought?
When the time comes, down on my knees
I will stretch breaking chains, and then my soul will be free
For all that I offer and all that is in me
No it will not go unnoticed, that of my one true deed.
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