I'll be a rebel, I pave my own way
I walk to this beat, the everlasting drum
I have always been alone, my own best friend
These times have taught again and again

I'll be myself, as long as I'm not locked up
In a showcase I shall never stay
I'm am a free sprit, to be alone today would be a dream
That dream is over for I'm neglected, I stuck in lock and key
Being molded isn't my dream

Losing my grip, drop by drop
Slipping into the mold
I am suffocating, breathe in and out
I am ready to ride a wave on my inhaling

Lights out, its dark
I am falling down the hole, where it becomes so cold
I want a home to call home
Not a room to call hell
Nor a family to back stab at my chance at being free

 
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