The walls of this house
Are like the bars of a cage
The sky outside mocks me
With it's endless grey
My heart is crying
out to the wind,
And all I want is to
get away.
But since that night
When it came and attacked,
And they stole my
Escape and liberty.
I've been held a prisoner
And bound with chains,
And I sit alone
In my misery.
It can seize my arms,
And forbid me from leaving,
It can tell me what it is
I should feel
But it's words and its
walls only keep me locked up,
My heart is something
It can never steal
someday I'll find a way
To break free of its gasp
And there won't be a thing
It can do
Although it hates,
And it disapproves.
It can't erase
A inspiration so true.
It's walls around me
They only get stronger,
And I wish I could undo
All of my trouble..
And the past is the past
I'm a prisoner now
But someday,
I will win this fight.
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