Pacing, turning, yearning
Pacing, turning, yearning
My vision is blurred
My speech is slurred
I want out of this hole
Lost sight of the goal
I want to panic, rip off the clothes
Caged again, trapped, enclosed
My heart is racing, inside screaming
No way out, nothing's redeeming
Not my hand that's guiding me
Can't be myself- I am not free
I just want to soar, I want to fly
Where no one is there, no one but I
Free to do what I want, feel for ME
But here I can't, too much energy
Colliding, reflecting, inside and out
No rest for my soul, tumbling about
Way too much thought, I can't clear my head
I must brake free, stop being led
Through the vast maze of desire and hate
Chains of love controlling my fate
Pent up and restricted, I want to be free
One day I will fly, Then I can be be me...
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