I used to think outside the box,
Used to draw outside the lines
And you’d let them hurt me,
You’d hurt me yourself, mocking
My hands, what they did and what
They could do, I thought they were
So powerful, my hands, but I let your
Power grow, your power over me, sink
In, into me, my body, installed borders
Around my mind, you desecrated the boundaries
Around my body, yours to shame, yours to shun.
How much you tried to suffocate within me.
Misleading me into your culs-de-sac,
Everything you did was directed by money,
Nothing came from the heart, people bought
The empty lie, that was never me, you tried to
Conform me, you, without ideals and values,
I lived with you, listened to you, tried to block you
Out, but you left traces within me that I’m still
Trying to cure, that I respond to, that I seek
The antidote to, you wanted to destroy and I wanted
To create.
I tried to sing love songs to myself, I tried to
Mean them, I tried to feel every word, but you
Succeeded in making me belong to you, disconnecting
Me from my body, feeling as if it’s yours to numb and reign
Over, you tried to massacre under your regime, what you
Think is the right way to live, cease the blossoming of hearts
And souls, money on your mind, money humanised,
Your daughter dehumanised, dehumanising institutions,
I was not born to serve money, I was not born to serve you.
Croque-Melpomene 