I punch and kick,. trying to escape this hell I’m hidden
Forbidden to see my prison or the beast that I’m ridden
It’s not my decision,.. being trapped in a living prison
Risen from a seed I have grown here without emission
I seem to be developing and growing bigger by the day
My mind grows complex, in some odd mysterious way
But to stay here any longer my mind will begin to stray
And won’t obey what I say, so all I can do is sit and pray

Suddenly
I began to turn in a circular motion
I’m getting a sickening notion
Being trapped in this ocean
With frightened emotions
Lost without devotion

Moments after my contemplations I got a coking sensation
And a vocal vibration, because my umbilical changed location
With out hesitation two hands plucked me from the situation
Add started pulling me out from the tube to my next destination

After nine months of isolation I saw the women behind my creation
After a minor operation I was in my mothers arms in deep relaxation