i wilt
You can't expect me to do everything
Yet still feel free
I'm like a willow tree
surrounded by oak
And a wilting rose left on a vase
Full of hope
For you see I never got what I truly desire
And you never seen my burning fire
I'm trapped yet free
Trapped do you bidding
And free to flee
But you see I'm your home
But to me we are strangers left alone
I want out
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