Like Martin Luther King, I too have a dream
That I can stop hiding behind these walls that now trap me.
That I can dance and sing without fear of people dissecting me
Set my emotions free and speak up for my beliefs
Though like a marionette held by strings, I'm dancing to the will of society.
Fake smiles and broken dreams
Jokes and Humor, anything to keep them pleased!
Pulled back and forth by strings
Forsaken behind a wall that people see as my identity
Not even I know how to set myself free.
Though like Martin Luther King, I have a dream
That one day somebody will free me from these walls that trap me.