Trapped in a tomb
of tragedy and grace...

I am trapped in my own chains
made with my own pain...

The sky sings to me,
a bird's lullaby...

Why am I so afraid?
When you say hello...

A mother is one who loves you,
A mother puts no man above you...

Is love a decorative toy?
Something we can push around or destroy...

When will my day come?
The day I can breathe...

Will I ever be cherished?
Love without fear...

Why did you let him go?
You hurt me too, you know...

Look at me,
what do you see...