Sometimes
This body
Like a prison
And I
Caught inside
Ponder on the things
This body has done
Without my approval
Without my conscience
This body
Like a prison
And I
Caught inside
Ponder on the things
This body has done
Without my approval
Without my conscience
Sometimes
This body
Like a trophy
And I
Caught inside
Ponder on the things
This body has done
Beyond my ability
Beyond my creation
And I
Wonder I
At who am I
Whether this body is I
Or some other I