-A hinderance into deliverance- by RWM
Twisted, mental prison
Permanent incarceration
Such deep pain within me and yet they all just spit at me
Look in the mirror and tell me... What do you see?
Somone better than me?
How could this be?
I'm mearly a tool to feed your greed
A walking scab for all to see
For them to laugh at while I bleed
At someone whom is clearly in need
At a heart that knows it may never be free'd
Upon my deliverance it shall be seen that nothing can ruin the good within me
