By Metallica
metallica, and is not one of my poems
What is this hell you have put me through?
Beliver, deciver
Day in, day out, live my life through you
Pushed on to me whats wrong or right
Hidden from this thing that they call life
Dear mother, dear father
Every thought i'd think you'd disaprove
Curator, Dictator
Always censoring my every move
Children are seen but are not heard
Tear out everything inspired
Innocence
Torn from me without your shelter
Barred reality
I'm living blindly
Dear mother, dear father
Time has frozen still whats left to be
Hear nothing, say nothing
Cannot face the fact I think for me
No guarantee, it's life as is
But damn you for not giving me my chance
Dear mother, dear father
You've clipped my wings before I learned to fly
Unspoiled, unspoken
I've outgrown that fucking lulliby
Same thing I've always heard from you
Do as I say not as I do
Innocence
Torn from me without your shelter
Barred reality
I'm living blindly
I'm in hell without you
Cannot cope without you two
Shocked at the world I see
Innocent victim please rescue me
Dear mother, dear father
Hidden in your world you've made for me
I'm seething, i'm bleeding
Ripping wounds in me that never heal
Undying spite I feel for you
Living out this hell you always knew
The lesson: We were born free, so we need to be free. No one has the right to make us do things we dont want
to do, even if they are our parents