Sandi Glowe

I’ve got no sense of it all 
Or maybe I do...

The echo in my ears 
All that, was never real 
All that was never real 
I’ll never be here 

They are caged by self-hate, they cannot leave

They built the cage for me, but now I leave

Caged by self-hate, they cannot leave
They built a cage for me but now I have the door's key. 

All my dream was to be...