I wane run away,
Far away.
To a place,
Where I feel free.
Free to be me,
And not that person you want me to be.
Because now I am the girl,
That screams at night.
Our cry’s,
when nobody’s there.
Cry’s till tears dry out,
Tears of anger and pain.
Anger that’s growing,
Everyday again that I am home.
The pain is of the words I hear,
When my anger is blowing out.
Words I scream inside,
Where nobody would hear them.
Afraid of the things that would happen,
When you hear the words I scream inside.
Inside I am exhausted,
From head to toe.
Now it is time,
To give a fight.
And break free,
Free on the place I wane be.