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.