Captive

Stuck in a beautiful place

Hills and valleys of flowery taste

Everything is so fresh,

Everything is so beautiful

You will forget that you are beautiful too.

Everything is so perfect,

Everything is so worth it

You will forget that you are worthy too.

I wish you had not taken the road so clean

That your foot-marks appear to be a sin

I wish you find your way back home

And wash off the guilt

That you have built in this ideal place

Amidst a beautiful race.