Stuck in a black hole of rain,/
Numb, silent, scared of the unknown,/
Torn by your lies and betrayal,/
Screaming and crying your name./
And yet I wonder.../
How can I escape this hurt?/
Can my broken wigs be healed?/
//
Ready for a world of change,/
exhaused, drained, scared of the unknown,/
gaining strength from the obvious rumors,/
wishing and praying to the lord's name./
And yet I wonder.../
How did I escape this hurt?/
When can I fly my awoken wings?//

Exploring the beauty of life,/
thrilled, passionate, fearless of the unknown,/
Done with the games and being ignored,
Laughing and enjoying my own name,/
And yet I wonder...