Song Of The Moment
So the warden let me free
The bars disappeared
And now I walk
Wondering where everything went
So long spent locked up
The air isn't the same out here
And I don't think I can find where I left off
Before being trapped
Maybe this is a mistake?
Because I don't think I can fake this
Being happy is up for debate
So false
Imprinted in my head
Those long years of solitary
Examining what everyone speeds by
Realizing the true meanings
Happiness is not just up for debate
It's up for sale
It's up for rent
It's up for trade
Even if this isn't a mistake, I'm still locked up
Walking free, trapped inside
My sentence continues
Ciao
Sunday, January 18, 2009
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