From in this white wash Jail

You’ll never try to escape

Laughter floats by happily bombarding the silence

As you yawn repeatedly

Gazing contently into the void.

Yet perhaps to you this jail

Wasn’t so disappointing after all

I see your eyes fill with content

As mine head straight for the ceiling

And my mind floated down

The laughter kindles my spirit a little

And wonder hides the kaleidoscope of life

As your malice blurs my vision

And frees all my repressed enmity

I gain no charisma

As I fumble through my mind blinded

You can’t keep me here any longer

Their whispers drum against my ears

And I sit in yet another prison

Mentally incapable of escape

–KMR