I can feel it in my veins, ncreeping slowly too my brain.nnWhy should I hold back the impulse that drives me.nMakes me unique makes me who I am.nThis is the day that I come out of hiding.nReady or not here I amnnI wish they could see me now,nbroken chains and walls torn down.nnAll of this judgement it renders me useless.nThe skin I've been given it keeps me in prisonnI'm my own curse.