Sheila Nicholls Maze
When I was born,
my confidence was unmatched
by anyone.
And I could have sworn, my soul came from the sun.
When I was born I looked again one more time,
back to the light,
I waved goodbye and then I boldly
stepped into this night.
Into this maze of conditioning
no choice in my positioning.
Into this thicket with no return ticket,
'til I get to the other side.
And I passed a church,
they were crying on the floor.
And I passed some children,
they were eager playing war,
my eyes grew sore.
And how do I save myself from this disease
and how do I keep my soul pure, please?
Into this maze of conditioning
no choice in my positioning.
Into this thicket with no return ticket,
'til I get to the other side.
I felt lost now just like tears in the rain,
And i fell angry
with this burden of pain with no refrain.
So then I decided that even love was a lie
and all I had left was me alone, I.
In this maze of conditioning
no choice in my positioning.
Into this thicket with no return ticket,
'til I get to the other side.
