Poems

Prisoner

Reality is often disappointing
Words and actions binding
Every finger in each direction pointing
Each finger's aura completely blinding
Am I to blame?
Am I to put to shame?
If only someone understood
That I didn't try to hide from the neighborhood
Yet it felt like I had to prove myself
Or just be a rock in a shelf
Am I to be thrown in every which way?
Am I to be ridiculed and dismayed?
What if I make another mistake?
Would my heart have a stake?
As a prisoner, life is just one weird road
Some come with little to big loads
Yet mine will always be with me, never repaid
Sometimes I ever doubt I will see that day
For others, forgiveness is as easy as pie
But it feels like for me, everyday I must cry
Maybe I'm just holding onto the guilt
Maybe it's because I ruined the quilt
Of friendship, I wish I didn't
Of love, I wish it wasn't
Did I ever have a chance?
Of course, but no one would understand
It was like a painful and overwhelming dance
And I saw that no one planned
To be with me or to not be with me
That's something in my dreams
Forever a prisoner
Yeah, that's why I'm a listener