Caged Freedom

5. Prisoner

Is it fair?
That my heart decided to disobey me,
It fell so deep and now I'm in despair.
Whatever I told myself to avoid
Pretended to be firm I dared,
I tried so hard to be cold, I failed.

I can't fly high like I wanted,
I can't fly at all.
I wanted so bad to be free,
I had many dreams, entirely so
But I don't see any come true
Because I'm in Prison.

I am prisoner to this weakness,
Its not that I don't know how it hurts,
Its not that I don't see how its daggering
I'm really on edge now, so naive.
Devoired by this- so ruthless,
I tried but I can't seem to play smart,
I can't believe it, but I'm an underling
I tried so hard to be cold, but failed.

I can't see myself getting out from this,
I don't see a light at the end of this.
Very hard to compose myself- pretend I'm so okay
The Hell! I'm not, how can I keep it at bay?
Now look, this just says it all, I'm just a prisoner.

This just gives me a headache,
I am bewildered and so off-guard.
That is something I might have to stomach,
That I am hopelessly a prisoner
A prisoner of my own prison.