Brickwork.

Sing me all the stories like you did when I was small
I memorised them all, we'll sing
Take me out my brain, don't call me that damn name
Again

Each surface is reflection, each word they say is wrong
I try and move along again
The mirror tells me secrets in a game of Chinese whispers
And they don't hear the same

I wasn't born into a box
You built it out of bricks and mortar
I'm still your child
Just not your daughter

When all is said and done
The kid you thought you had is gone

Feeling phantom limb when I look down to my skin,
It's wrong
Try and make it art if I can't rip it apart
This cage where I don't belong

I wasn't born into a box
You built it out of bricks and mortar
I'm still your child
Just not your daughter



Credits
Writer(s): Emelia Milner
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