I wish you were really standing on my doorway
I opened up, I saw you there...

Freedom? How are you defined?
For I know the world use you in anyway they want...

Why the odds are so cruel?
I asked Him to give me a test...

Why my heart pressed too much?
Was it choked? Crying for air so it could breathe...

There is a void that caved in me
I want to know why the feeling...