Chained, caught on misery.
Hacked, with people of critics to be.
Caught on a crack that's torn me.
Ripped to shreds again and again!
Found in a world not meant for me.
Everythings sideways and unclear you see.
Abandoned...
When the war has been fought, and sides have been sided.
To victory will be my love, for the one I've had all along.
Being the creaky old floor board.
Cos I was, was finally bored.
-T.D.S.
