Don't tell me when
It's alright to talk
Don't force me to
See what I can't see
I can take my own
Make my own
I dont need you here
So let me be
Just let me be
Don't force upon me
Things I don't need
I can do without
I have what I need
Just go away
Just let me be
Instead of holding
Me down in chains
Bring me light
To steal my pain
Or leave me all alone
Just leave me be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is the cry of the opressed spirit....we get this everywhere, don't we! They claim its love to fetter us, but really, love can be so opressing....Its fetters of gold yes, but nevertheless, fetters! Good write! Can realte to it! :)