I locked my youth away.
Maybe to be refound one day.
I locked myself behind the bars of society,
to participate in the real world.

I robbed myself of my personality,
stole my own memories,
forgot my experiences,
to be part of our society.

I will not recognize my reflection,
the next time I look in the mirror.
I will not feel the same affection,
for you as I did before.

I stole my own identity,
to follow the course of my bound destiny.
I commited myself to a life in this society,
not who I want to be.

My reflection I can not call mine.
My heart follows my head.
Hope to be set free within time.
Because my life in society feels like death.