Controlling

by Chloe   Nov 18, 2008


The harder you try to hold it the faster it slips form your hand
You are but the desperate grasp and I the grain of sand
I need to spread my wings, free me from this cage
I am forever locked inside, confined by your rage
No matter what I say or do I am a constant sin
My thoughts and my feelings have been bottled up within
The picture perfect illusion has been ripped up and erased
All that I am aware of are the bitter tears I taste
Free me from this curse you bestow on me
I have been blind far to long, it's time to let me see

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