I feel trapped
Closed in
To what I thought was fun, friendly, exciting
It looked so enticing
Now I see
What it has come to be
What I have come to be
I am a prisoner
A prisoner tied with fancy gold chains
Buried in layers of powder
Choked with floral perfume
I am a prisoner
A prisoner beaten by loud vibrations
Blinded by dancing lights
Poisoned with mystery concoctions
Who am I
Is unrecognizable
Masked with false treasures
A prisoner to this world
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 3:48 AM UTC
I feel trapped
Closed in
To what I thought was fun, friendly, exciting
It looked so enticing
Now I see
What it has come to be
What I have come to be
I am a prisoner
A prisoner tied with fancy gold chains
Buried in layers of powder
Choked with floral perfume
I am a prisoner
A prisoner beaten by loud vibrations
Blinded by dancing lights
Poisoned with mystery concoctions
Who am I
Is unrecognizable
Masked with false treasures
A prisoner to this world
the topic we were given was about unfree young women and this is what came to mind
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