The chaos within me ensues 

Drowning my thoughts 

 

While I sought 

For what was left of me 

The views

Within my soul 

Were nothing but cold 

 

I am no longer who i was 

Nor was who I was meant to be 

As a matter of fact I am 

Dead to the patriarchy 

 

Heaven sent 

Yet I repent 

For my sins 

which pins to society 

denying me 

what was left of me

 

I am no longer who I was

Nor who I was meant be 

As a matter of fact I was just seen 

As an example of anarchy