Captive |
| by Brier |
Sitting alone in a quiet corner,
Looking out at the people in the room.
To have just one of them notice me,
Would break down this solitary tomb.
Such a tomb have I created,
So sturdy, so tall, so secure, so strong.
I used to think this was where I belonged,
But I get the feeling I may have been wrong.
Why have I chosen to live like this?
The answer, my dear, evades even me.
Perhaps because I think it is safe,
Or perhaps it's because they won't let me be.
Have you ever built a wall around you?
Encased yourself in an impenetrable shell?
Sometimes it may feel like it is right,
When actually you're trapped in a prison cell.
But now you're a captive, just like me,
You're stuck inside of it, can't you see??
No matter how you plead, no one listens,
Can't you hear me? I'm screaming, "Please! Help me!"
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