i awaken to a new day
staring at the ceiling
wondering what pain the rising sun will bring
more weary eyes to look my way?
soft whipsers as i pass by?
another "beautiful"day
to sit in silence and ponder
on a life which has been restricted
dreaminf of a way to free myself
from the chains which bind me to this place
to run away from this prison of fools
as i crawl from my bed
i want to cry tears of sorrow and dread
for a life which seems so lost
before it has even begun
as i continure my day
i'll search for a way to change
until the sun sets, the moon rises
and i lay my head down to rest