Road

the road I'm walking down
is steep and winding
and the light that shines on me
is bright and blinding

and when I walk this road
sometimes I run ahead
to flee my own shadow
and follow my heart instead

I stand at the crossroads
but my path I cannot find
perhaps this map I follow
is only in my mind

I long to be a warrior
but I know I am a slave
oi the rules in my society
of how I should behave

I dream of a butterfly
that spreads her wings out wide
but my wings are chained
to the cold stone floor
and my spirit I must hide

I wish I could be stronger
but when I love, my heart is blind
to the way his words abuse me
and drag my soul behind

I know my friends use me
for what I have to give
they breathe down my back
they will not let me live

I sometimes wonder why
I keep up the fight
the struggle every morning
the suicide every night

but someday I will wake up
and cease this endless pain
by living for me, and me alone
and never giving in again