When my heart is broken,

I turn to the page

And write away my tears,

Release myself from the cage.

The cage of my own fate

Of useless tears and regrets,

The cage of the world's cruel hate,

Of hurtful words, and looks and glares.

But a few words release me,

I'm no longer kept as slave!

In my own little world,

Hate lies in its grave.

Cruelty calls me back with spite,

And though I fight with all my might,

Back I come into this world of hate,

Wishing that, with words, I could change my fate.