Petals, falling from flowers.

My walls, protect my heart with towers.

Pieces, breaking off my heart.

My heart, bound to fall apart.

My eyes, seeking for shelter.

Every which way, helter skelter.

I turn, every which way.

I keep asking, "can someone save me today?"

Burn holes, through a plastic crowd.

'Cause I've been searching, for the way out.

There's got to be a way out,

I'm stuck in a cage with my doubt.

Prison of pride,

That is your own creation not mine.

I'm trapped,

In this jacket I am strapped.

You can't hold the beast down,

It will find a way out.

A way to death, is what I found...