i ounce could see
i ounce could fly
high so gracefully flowing with the sky
my mind had a free form
my hearts mind so warm
but something someone blocked it
they destroyed my minds unheard ambitions
and worst of all i never mintiond
the true secrets i kept incision
inside my imagination now a prison
the outside broke in
now i feel so down
my minds so fast
so sort
profound!!!
what now
do i take it slow one step at a time
or crawl out and free my mind
inching nudging off the claws on my hands
gaining any distance any way that i can
will i ever be free to roam in my imagination
i don't feel free since the worlds infiltration