food of abundance
feeling redundance
riddled with frustrated rage
pretending to love me
wire above me
confined to a small metal cage
no longer sing
a song on a wing
natural envirioment gone
free as a bird
these words are absurd
in prison, and done nothing wrong
Mar 21, 2010
Mar 21, 2010 at 3:08 AM UTC
food of abundance
feeling redundance
riddled with frustrated rage
pretending to love me
wire above me
confined to a small metal cage
no longer sing
a song on a wing
natural envirioment gone
free as a bird
these words are absurd
in prison, and done nothing wrong