All of their wishes and desires
Vibrates throughout my limbs
Turns into screams in my breast
Deafening my own passion
It's a cursed compassion
That's having me distressed
'No' is the hardest phrase
That I could ever utter
My heart screams the word
That I'm not allowed to release
Instead my pulse would increase
And my desire stays unheard
For I never learnt the meaning
Of being my own individual
The angst is always greater
When I try to put myself first
There's still a sickening thirst
I just don't want to be the traitor
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