Yattering

Damaged

Yattering


.....I wish I had the choice 
now you curse me-this is your will 

Some eerie force makes me act 
I wish I had the choice... 

It is a voice I have to follow 
A silent call comes from within 
Sudden decisions,violent impulses 
Abject emotions ,insane drives 

I wish I had the choice 
Now you beat me - that is you will 

I`d love to stroke 
Your baby-face 
I`d love to hold you 
In my arms 
But there`s little love 
In my grip 
My tender touch 
Becomes your pain 
I wish I had the choice...........