Verse 1: I’m trapped inside a box, daydreaming of a day where I'm in charge,
2 be my own boss, Knowing my destiny is to make up new rules and laws,
Wanting so badly 2 be more than a shadow place like a imitation,
My eyes are glaring, as I stare at the stars gazing,
Wanting 2 be in a position 2 deliver people information,
Dreams, and ambitions play games with the naïve mind,
As I dream of a fulfilled life where I can keep my head held high,
Till I’m at a old age, and can be proud of the image I made,
Anyone can make it, s*its seems overrated,
The fame I’m after, but its falsely plastered,
It’s a terrible disease, feeding off your worse memories,
Replacing your agility, with crippled abilities,
Happiness is trapped like medicine in a syringe,
I could never believe it, but my own homeland is my imprisonment,
Cause yeah yo, I’m a bird but I can’t take flight,
I’m a pirate but there’s no land in sight,
I’m a poet, but have no pen, I can’t write,All Rights Reserved