"I&39;irl You&39;d do best to rehteen year old psychology student Now, I’m a man’s property Stolen and sold, I’ve been decorated in bruises since the day o I suffer in silence, I crave freedom, but I never break I can’t Until he arrives Elder Prest, the only man to look at me and see me The only man more ruthless than my owner He wants me for reasons I don’t understand He claiht then leaves and never looks back Until he returns And life becomes much more complicated