Prisoner Within
By morte
Being able to see what you see To touch what you touch To taste what you taste To believe in nothing but yourself Being able to see the world through his eyes What I’ve always dream off All that I want you have it within you Still I feel special for I am IN you I see you reflected on me Too late but I noticed I’m your prisoner within That one thing you won’t ever let out To embarrassing to let out of this cage Seems beautiful, so well done Yet I’m feeling so alone Can’t get out, I’m trapped So hopeless, so useless Holding onto what I have Being so transparent that’s how I am I see through you for I am blind Not able to see who I am Not able to see what I want to see Not able to be what I want to be Just your prisoner within. Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 10:08 AM PST 10 • 0
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