You use a thick black mist to shade my eyes,
Enough to believe all your lies,
You blind me tightly so I can’t see,
Enough to believe you’re everything to me,
You make me love you with a romantic lunch,
Enough to forgive you for every punch,
Should I live or should I die?
Will I escape you’re manipulative lie?
I beg and plead for you to let me go,
But the answers always the same, a definite no,
Goodbye I say to life itself, 
As I will never have one for myself,
So I’ll stay here, without choices,
And hope someday I will hear some friendly voices.