At what point will you realease me?
Unlock me from these cuffs.
My body is tired from dragging this weight
and lacks the strength to simply break free.
Please hand me the keys,
please let me go,
please see I've done nothing to deserve this life long sentencing
behind these metal bars of no's and donts and cants.
I've served my twenty years, I feel I've paid my time,
and now you seem to have hidden the keys that lead to my realease.
My freedom.
At what point will you just believe in me.
What must I do.
My cell is growing old and the scenery is no longer amusing
and I bang on the doors
and yell for the guard
and plot and plot and plot,
yet my escape remains a plan and my dreams unfulfilled.
These cuffs are rusting on my wrists
and the pain I can't take much more of.
At what point will you just release me?
Set me free.
1/5/07
The reasoning behind this makes me laugh. My parents said i couldn't leave town to go to an audition-that i just knew would change my life- so i was furious...it was the first time i'd really disobeyed them,left and did it anyway. Packed my bags and headed down to texas.
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