You think I am here for you pleasure
That I have nothing better
Keeping me like a treasure
Always in your shadow
What can I say that can make you think different
The more I struggle the more your conflict
There is nothing worse than being stepped over
Pushed over and shoved down
Into the hole of control and demand
Always given by your hand
There is more to me than you can stand
You think you have the upper hand
So I sit and wait for the time
For release from the box and your demand
The box is cracking
The box is flimsy
It can't stand the pressure of who I am becoming
The box is failing
The box is more
Empty than you know
Time is only a gift
That grows from the shift
Of power you think you have
Time is all I need to prove
Your shadow is quite meek
And it is fading beyond the heart you think you keep
Safe in the box
That is flimsy and cracked
What more can I do
To show you....
It no longer is
The containment of your control
You no longer have your hold
I am free to light my path
And content to show you that I am free
Free from the box
That can't hold anything but your cost
The cost of control is to prove
You never really had it
And you have lost
What a precious treasure
No longer here for your pleasure
