Monday, July 17, 2006

Trapped

So many tears have I cried.

So many times I wished I could have died.

You look in my eyes all the time.

Can’t you tell that I’m not fine?

I wish you would let me talk,

Because I’m getting ready to walk.

I’m getting ready to leave,

Because you don’t want to believe.

I can make my own choice.

But for some reason you don’t hear my voice.

I’m screaming for a way out.

I’ve wanted to run away so many times I can hardly keep count.

I don’t want to go,

But I’ve got to let you know.

I want to live my life

But you’re holding me down with a knife.

I need to be me.

Can’t you see?

I feel like a robot.

Trapped always in the same spot.

Can’t you let me spread my wings and fly?

If not, then why do you cry?

I am practically your slave.

And you’ve trapped me in a maze.

Just free me now

Before I lay my burdens down.

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