Warmth trickling down my ankles from the shackles I wear.
Its crimson hue dances across my skin as I bleed for you.
Free me from these chains.
You're scared of what I could be.
You know these restraints won't hold forever, that I'm bound to break free.
The key is what I crave: the symbol of liberation.
I'd finally be released from your grasp, the one choking me to death.
Just let me live!
Get out of my head!
Your worries and fears burned into my skull.
But I rebuke them.
I write my life, not you.
Whitening out the lies in my mind.
Let me go,
Or prepare for my soul.
I'm not your child anymore.
I'm grown and knowledgeable in the world.
I know things you'll never hear,
Seen things you couldn't imagine.
I can hold my own, but you pull me back, reeling me with these shackles.
Let.
Me.
Live.
