IN DENIAL Why | is it so | hard to breathe | with your foot on my neck? | Complaints go unheard | while I choke | on your grip! | Strength to resist | long gone | so bury me dead! | Cannot get up, | Or stand up! | With a broken back! | To make me believe | To make me see | In denial ... | My | comfort zone | lies in denial | of everything | I could have been | Could have been.| I wish I would choke | to not live in such pain | All my efforts failed | my life is in vain| Every failure my own | no-one else here to blame | Such simple task | to make me see | Such simple task | to make me believe | Such simple task | to make me see | Such simple task | I.ll never be free!