There are walls, all around,
only to be felt, nothing to see,
I feel like a captive all my life,
freedom being a distant dream.
Too much noise, all around me,
I barely hear the sounds within,
Too long have I ignored these thoughts,
now, they're barely a whisper to me.
bounded by money, bounded by job,
bounded by the fear to loose it all,
bounded by future, bounded by past,
bounded am I all along.
There is no light, there is no end,
darkness is all I see,
All I have is a candle of hope,
hope to break the walls I see.
Fighting have I always been,
and too long have the battles been,
for there is a whisper in my head,
endure it all, there shall be a win.
As stupid as this poem might seem,
trust me friends there is a wall,
bounded will we always be,
without the courage to break free.
There are walls all around,
only to be felt, nothing to see,
I feel like a captive all my life,
freedom being a distant dream.
