in and out. round and round.
With so many thoughts spinning round and round. How to differentiate the sky from the ground? who is here to hurt me? who can i trust? where am i going? is it love or lust? I'm not one to know scientific reasons why. Or to change the world as the days pass by. I am nothing really, just a girl with a heart. That is slowly being ripped and torn apart. I dare not breath or step out of line. For fear you would deny me as one of thine. No more what-ifs or possibilities. No more want or need of these. Because if this is what I get for being who I am. I will strip away the smile, the heels, the glam. I discover now I have no need of these. For it is only you that I need to please. So take it from me and take it now. Force me to yield. Force me to bow. I will be exactly what you want me to be. Without a thought of ever being free.