forced to a tryannical design the clothing so ill fitting on a shell that isn t mine body mangled by nature at it s worst a life so desired leaves a taste of bitter curse remove me for this never was my choice sick of living falsely screaming without a voice remove me from this encasing i despise a world so foreign feeling within a mask of tear filled eyes this is not a cry for help the cocoon will burst freeing me from this hell i m nailed to this earth in the wrong fucking skin the pain of pushing forward giving way to caving in i m nailed to this earth in the wrong fucking skin the pain of pushing forward giving way to caving in this is not a cry for help the cocoon will burst freeing me from this hell