Prisionera

Bound, subdued, alienated with the pain of feeling
That you don't love me
Deeply wounded, confused, already defeated without being able
to say words

Completely alone, with the shadow of a love that doesn't give me
What I want
And without being able to have that pleasure I only know that I will die
If I don't have you

Weary, scorned, outraged, already tired, but finally
Convinced
That I must start to value the new life that awaits me

Because I know that in the end I will be able to laugh and do without your affection
That has only caused me displeasure and anger, but it's over
Now I know that I am worth more than what you made me feel
That there is no reason to keep silent about what is truly felt
Finally, I was able to free myself completely and with dignity

And there will be no reason that can prevent me in the end
With freedom to give love to whoever truly wants me
I'm tired of being the fool you kept in your prison

Repeat: And now I know that I am worth more