by Nemo

Created on: June 25, 2010

Windows

Out each and every window I see
People with lives better than me

They go along about their day
And all I can ever do is pray

Within this place I am not free
All my cries fall as a silent plea

To leave this place is all I want
The possibilities out there do all but taunt

Surrounded by others I am alone
Their mingled voices meld into a drone

Others don't understand that I am a slave
In mind, body and soul it is freedom crave

All doors are locked as far as I see
But this window is open, could it set me free?

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