Am I no longer who I was?
          Inhaled hope; exhaled boredom,
             Stood high, yet glass's faith,
               Awaited me in the bottom.
          Now, unrecognizable, subdued.
            Stripped of my liberty from It.

               If I ever was freed from It:
                   The blue monotony.
         But, sadly, tick-tock the clock went.
                 And it's gone.. for now.