My Prison Cell

Looking outside my glass prison

I see the world, the birds that fly

I see a future that lies

I see the open skies

Looking outside my glass prison

I wonder, what did I do to deserve?

What would I be if I was never captured?

What would the world be like when am free?

Looking outside my glass prison

I wana scream, I wana plead

I wana cry, I wish I could die

The voice is but mute and the mouth too dry

The dreams are broken and I am tied

Looking outside my glass prison

I realize am not bound at all

That they built it to keep me safe

And I maintained it to keep me sane

Looking outside my glass prison

I see the faces of all those gloomy days

The person I used to be and the statue that I’ve become

To think is to hope but all hope is gone

Its not a crime to be yourself but me myself am my fault

Looking outside my glass prison

I still want to escape

I want this sentence to end

But I am my own prisoner, how should I run?

The mind wants to fight me but am a tough one to take

For either I fight or not I’d be the one who’d lose…