Schiava di mio padre Part 1

I wish I could be a butterfly, fly up and reach an oasis of peace, but my inner peace I think I need to find it in these four walls, where hell is actually hiding in the shadows.

I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, what's gonna happen to me?

If my mom was still here, she could protect me, protect me from my bread.

Why are you acting like this?

But... What do I want?