Euphoria spellbinding me into complacency
Makes a dream of liberation
Too far to become reality
A carousel spinning while I sit still
Finding myself captive
Not against my own will
Colors that placate the mind
Glitter seeming sound like gold
Silver linings that I may never find
One may tell me and never be told  
These days that hold me prisoner
Distracted, divisive, and dead
My arms that feel heavier
When I wake from a dreaming bed  
How I wish to know true freedom
For captivity I breathe in still
Confined by the early stardom
And running from a future bill