Sorrow Nightingale
Tereus,
You may take my innocence,
You may take my voice,
But you can never take my freedom.
Everyone will find out about your sin,
One way or other.
I can say that you are horrible,
cruel, even,
But that would be an understatement.
No one can hear my cries,
But they will hear your lies,
Because I have the wings to fly.
I am as free as a bird,
And my unsaid words
Will remain unsaid,
But not unheard.
I will be the first Nightingale,
The Sorrowful Nightingale.