These Four Walls

These Four Walls are like a cage
I am a prisoner trapped with my rage
They mock me without words
I have wings, but am a flightless bird
In a place with no room to fly
A bird need not try

In these walls, I am like an author
An author without a paper or a pen
without a reason to ever write again
Of these four walls
The one i hate most of all
The one with the door
I despise more and more...





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