• I fell down
    Turned around
    You walked away
    No help at all

    I tried to rise
    Your hidden vice
    I was almost up
    and again I fall

    Does my torture entertain you?
    Am I a clown
    or a doll on display
    You smile as you walk away

    I stand not for you
    or you corrupted ways
    I rise again
    for myself today

    I fly free
    as a bird in the air
    No strings attached
    All while you stare.