see these shakles on my heart? br somebody bruised it too hard br they keep rubbin up against me br and its slowly killin me softly br im not allowed to 'apparently' feel anything br and if i do it's wrong br when i don't agree or like somehtin br im told to go along br the little things i once did that you once loved br are things that get you bugged br and the things you now hate br im chained down br in every place br my lips won't speak br i try to walk buh can't seem to move my feet br my heart ain't want to love br but somehow you were my hearts selection br and although i don't want to love or trust anymore br it makes you it's only exceptionbr br Shilesha Johnsonbr br