Life Is A Prison

February 1, 2010
By Shilah Miller BRONZE, Van Buren, Arkansas
Shilah Miller BRONZE, Van Buren, Arkansas
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Life Is A Prison,
Oh God let me out.
No one to listen,
To hear when you shout.

Climb the walls of insanity,
Ride the waves of dispare.
If you fall it doesn't matter,
There's no one there to care.

I used to ask for a window,
To see birds, trees, and sky.
But Im better off without one,
Stops me aiming too high.

Watching freedom is painful,
For those locked away.
Seeing joy, love, and happiness,
Another price you pay.

Strong is good, weak is bad,
Be it false, be it true.
Your mind makes the choices,
And enforces them too.

Cell walls built by society,
with rules to adhere.
If you breech the acceptable,
You'd better beware.

Hide the pain, carry on,
Routine is the key.
Don't let on that your not,
Who your pretending to be.

Lock it all up inside you,
How badly that it bodes.
Look out for that day,
When it all just explodes.

Leaving naught but a shell,
Base functionally too.
But killing all else,
That was uniquley you.

So how do you grow,
With a time bomb inside?
Or how to defuse it,
Without destroying it's ride?

You Cant!

The author's comments:
I was going through a really tough time when i wrote this.

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