Don't Hold Me Back

Don't arrest me in the bounds of a finite land,

Let me stretch my covers to the infinity beyond.

No, I won't hide beneath a blanket of fears,

I wanna trick-or-treat on empty streets at the twelfth hour.

Don't you pin me down as a barbie dressed in pink,

Let me savor the shades of black till I taste bold and wicked.

No, not a bouquet of orchids or roses in red,

I would rather fancy being wild buttercups and daffodils instead.

Don't stream for me those fancy classics and rhymes,

Let's just pump up the bass with volumes high.

No honey I ain't your cupcake sugarcoating lies,

Am a bold soul playing with fire and ice?