Hidden fears
Come from years
Of never having a choice
Violent hate
Comes from years
Of never having a voice
Now, it’s time to open up and scream at life!
I’ll beat you like you beat me, when I was born
And you know I’ll win
I won’t get frustrated
Life will soon be gold
Hidden in
My fused wrist
Is the source of pain
Shackled by
Angry fists
Yhat beat against the grain
Now, it’s time to open up and scream at life!
I’ll beat you like you beat me, when I was born
And you know I’ll win
I won’t get frustrated
Life will soon be gold
Wretched gift
The Midas touch
Barely able to hold
The alchemist
With awkward clutch
Changed that curse to gold