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Locked
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High Sky PM
About the current position I am in. I can't think or act freely, and everything i do is scrutinized and iterpreted, often incorrectly. Writing is my solace.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 196 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-29-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2282047
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Yesterday I was born

Tomorrow I will die

Right now I will stay torn

In my heart and in my mind

I don't know what to say

To make it all ok

I don't know where to go

To be able to say no

I don't know what to do

To escape this plight

I can't seem to find a new

Defense in this fight

How do you argue

With somone like this who

Just can't see your side

Or put their shit aside

It seems I must resign

Myself to servitude

No freedoms can stay mine

When nothing I say is true

So I will stay inside

The safety of my mind

And let the words pass by

Until the day I die

I'm Locked

And I can't find the key

I'm Locked

Someone listen to me

I'm Locked

Is there anyone there?

I'm Locked

Someone help me I'm scared

I'm Locked

Please try to understand

I'm Locked

Someone give me a hand

I'm Locked

All I got now is hope

I'm locked

And it's not enough to cope

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