At this hour of the morning you find time to scare me you find it convenient to explore my body... Somewhat way to easy, while I find it difficult just to let you go, while im prayin and hopin and believin that You will dissappear very soon... without the help of using things to grant you liberty.....What do I do ...What do you want me to do to let You free?....tears are flowin and i have to keep stopping them so no one sees im suffering from your claws....What do I do ...O What shall I do.....your flaws keep building up like blocks, I wish I knew wat you wanted from me, so i can grant you eternal slumber.Tears be flowin like im a broken tap be needin a plumber.But shall find a way to humble you, No matter of fumbles and tumbles ...i will overcome You....I will defeat You in your own battle... to make you flee like a flock of cattle....but the clock ticks and tocks....with cocks callin to their hens ...as pens flow to paper so shall a caper escape from a fortnight past.Cast yourselves to the wellbeing, You never know what you be expectin, never forgetin that You alone control your world...