Suffocated

I am strangled and suffocated with my own fears and dreams

I am the struggle of my own frustrated self that wary and disobeys

My soul... jailed inside me screaming please set me free

So I set it free to flee

We are all the image of how we were raised....

We are the image of our parent’s broken dreams

And no matter how much we escape or run away

Our soul will always return to its basis from stray

To the bottle full of parent’s broken dreams and fears of yesterday

Suffocated? Maybe. But my soul has found home again