Friday, June 30, 2006

Trapped within

Trapped with in the place that
if makes me feel so down to
the ground with nothing to
look up for but just to be shot down
I cry out for help but no one
is there to answer this call
can I get out I don't think I can
felling so trapped its killing me
I find one way out and
then its closed again in my face
there is one thing that is dear
to my soul and I see it in front of me
its my only taste of freedom
but this is a taste but not
what I need I want more

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