Sensitivitys rootsSensitivity’s roots catch me by the neckCrawling till it reaches my headDrowning me in the sea of negativityMaking me breathlessAs it binds me in chains as I swim freeAs if forever I was boundNever breathing like a living corpseTrying to do life’s waysThe key to my living soul is out of reachIt appears as sudden as it disappearsIt’s called the key of free willSometimes it’s in the hands of the self-indulging foolWho keeps a barricaded wall-like cage to protect himself To keep me from reaching it…From time to time I break free from this chained negativityYet s