This is the story of my darkness.
So listen to the words I write
The unheard emotions which prevail inside.
I once told the story of my death
Engulfed in the warmth of my wealth
So listen to the child, matured before her age
With no friends alone in an isolated cage
Did you listened to the screams of her heart
Oh sorry you were busy tearing her apart
So listen to that 14-year-old teen
With anxieties in her barren hand
Soo silent and lost within
Betrayed and stabbed in her land.
So listen to that 16-year-old girl
With so many stories unheard
Her body was a slave of your words
When she was struggling in a deadly swirl
So listen to that 20-year-old adult
Lost in the grave of her past
The Clouds moaned and the land choked
But the wind sang the stories she wrote.
So listen to the unheard version of yourself...