a new page to turn

it wore an taboo when i grew up but now im speaking up

when i tried to take it up for discussion they show it was out of the question

was caught in a ring of fire and choke on my words , because i wore the sad story

that never was ment to become anything because in their eyes i wore, nothing

and i remember i used to be so confident and brave but somewhere it got lost

somewhere in the past

when i become more of an condition and less of an human

where wore you when I needed to be carried

when my youth become stolen and my heart been broken?

if I could run I would but i always crash and burn

but maybe now i have a page turn