Tell me if you will How am I supposed to feel? Is it just to judge my own reflections That come so quickly in my thoughts? Shall I die this way? Feeling the intensity that lingers Within my childish heart. What thoughts are these to store? Do pray Sir only for more. More to ease this certainty of uneasiness That comes so swiftly upon my daily life. Demonized is such a hated word to equal To what shame you''ve placed upon me. I shall take in all your selfish pride And find tremendous comfort within Your words of freedom. Always.