Why?
You come up and I start to sway.
I look in your eyes, my own mingled in hate.
But I can't stand that for long; no, it's not my way.
Why can't I stand?
Why can't I breathe?
Why can't I live?
I resist you as much as I can
But what can I do?
I'm helpless under your hand.
I look up at you, wanting to hate,
But tears fill my eyes, I fade away.
My voice is weak, my mind is broken
How could you? How could you?
My dance is slow, my eyes held low
In the hopelessness clothing me.
How could you?
How could I?
I am doomed, you know that too well.
I've hidden so much that I don't know myself.
Not free to hate, not free to live.
If you can even call this life...