Free Me Please
I have to hide how I feel
I can't tell any of my friends about my deviant art
I can't say how I feel to him
(Beleive me I have tried he won't listen)
On sundays
I dred the hour
Of six 'o clock
At that moment in time is when I must leave
At that time my eyes begin to water
I love to go to Church,yes,
But I hate to go back to him
Our lives are in ruins because of him
He's heartless
Cruel
And only cares about him
One day soon I hope to be free
One day soon I can be me.
|