My Master is "Faithful, patient, magnificent and true."
Those were lies you forced me to say about you.
Maybe you believed it. Maybe you're more blind than me.
Maybe YOUR delusions could explain why you hit me.
Or why you said you hate me,
Why'd you call me trash?
Oh yes I remember it's because I spoke freely, and we clashed.
I'm a stranger soul without you, but,
I'm glad I ran away.
I kissed your head the night I left,
Never Asked you "If I may?"
The first time I acted freely and Lord it started a trend.
I remember the day my Stockholm came to an end. Based on a true nightmarish reality~ Jamie B.