There is a force that drives my being
Stronger than any I have ever seen
A force so intense, I can’t resist
It haunts me, as it whirls and twist
My mind finds no peace
The pains in my heart never cease
For I fight the force
Not sure of its source
Alone I face the powerful phenomenon
Thinking so hard I become numb
Fighting a battle, never to be won
Wanting answers, I fervently seek
The war in my soul, at its peak
Where should I go?
Where should I turn?
Who should I love?
For whom do I really yearn?
Desperate are my cries
With all my energies I try
To live a life free from lies
Let me be, is my cry
Freedom daily eludes me
As through the eye of the world I see
A life wrapped up in secrecy
Free, Free I need to be free
To express all that is me
Trapped, trapped been pushed all the way back
As every hour I face the fact
At my very best
I am helpless
Helpless because a force so great
Will no longer be asked to wait
Helpless, helpless, helpless…

Joy Lovelet Crawford

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