Morning wakes me, another new day br a chance for renewal, for another way to escape my fate. br My senses are heightened, my nerves steeled br awaiting the call of the men br securing my date. br The bandages hurt, but I don't cry br As the minutes pass I merely sigh br at the moment upcoming, it's not too long now br the sweat is increasing across my brow. br The food just sits there, feeling ignored br I look at the plate, silently implore br that I can be released from this ongoing chore. br Alas it's too late, my time's here again br The guys are here, I'm about to be rolled in.