I was forbidden to love, forbidden to curse
Forbidden suffering and much worse...
I was forbidden flight, forbidden sight
Of the outside world to which I cry my plight...

But I was forbidden to speak, forbidden to voice
My emotions, and am forbidden the choice
Between right and wrong at times of my strife
But most of all, I was forbidden my life.

I was forbidden happiness, forbidden to cry
Forbidden to laugh, forbidden to sigh
I still am forbidden to waste my breath
But in exchange, I was forbidden from death

Yet how can I not do the things I detest?
When silence prohibits me to do my best?
And at times like this when I wish I could boast
Of the things I have done, of those I did most

I was forbidden to be forbidding, forbidden to forbid,
Forbidden to die, forbidden to live.
I was forbidden to come out, or remain hidden,
But most of all, I was forbidden to be forbidden.