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I'm just a prisoner

Life is a prison,

Oh God help me out.

No one to listen,

To hear when you shout.

 

Climb the walls of insanity,

Ride the waves of despair.

If you fall it won't matter,

There's no one who'll care.

 

I used to wish for a window,

To see birds, trees and sky.

But you're better without one,

Stops you from aiming too high.

 

Watching freedom is painful,

For those locked away.

Seeing joy, love and happiness,

Another price that you pay.

 

Strong is good, weak is bad,

Be it false, be it true.

Your mind makes the choice,

And enforces it too.

 

Cell walls built by society,

With rules to adhere.

If you breach the acceptable,

You had better beware.

 

Hide the pain, carry on,

Routine is the key.

Don't let on that you're not,

What you're pretending to be.

 

Lock it all up inside,

How badly that bodes.

Look out for the one day,

When it all just explodes.

 

Leaving naught but a shell,

Base functionality too.

But killing yourself,

That would be uniquely you.

 

So how do you grow,

With a timebomb inside?

Or how to defuse it,

Without destroying its ride?

 

The answer is simple...

You can't...

Comments1

  • Emi

    I love it! I love the word choice. :)



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