Chains

I suffer over everything It never fails As the black bird sings My heart yells

I'm in chains for something Even though I did nothing I'm killed for hating I'm never left waiting

I kill myself every moment I'm here Holding only everything near Your laughing at me But one day you will see

I'm sick of the cold chains Sick of the cold pain I suffer over everything And I yell

Help me, Help yourself You need to put pride on the shelf I don't care about your pain I finally cut away from the chain

By: Mika Buell July 28, 1998 6:00 pm

Inspired by: Wanting to be free from all the pain I was in.