'Prison'
By ryltearip
'Prison' I feel you watching over me, but how could that be? You want my gift, though I'm not quite sure what it is I feel different, like no one could possibly know Maybe since i never show, i don't want to give in, besides I'm not sure if i even know how To let people in, I couldn't allow If i had to do it all over again, would i change a thing? You run through my body like nothing can, you control me, I'm not even me, i couldn't possibly be free I love that sting run through my veins, its the only time i ever feel sane Theres nothing or noone left to blame, its me you see? How could it be, i bring the pain upon thy self what am i worth? What could i possibly be good for? The lust and lure opens a new door, It can't be me, don't you see I won't be let free... Written September 24th, 2001 © on Sep 24 2001 10:44 AM PST 0 • 1
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"'Prison'..."