søndag 2. mars 2008

trapped


What am I doing here?
I'm trapped,
Inside a hous of gards,
Waiting for me to come out
where are they?

Can I someday get out in the free
A trapped soul,
Inside a cage of darkness,
and no hope

I see you out there looking at me,
wondering when I can come out and play
Untill you find out....
I'm not.

now you see
my life in prison,
waiting to get out in the free.

1 kommentar:

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Ole Marius, du e så flinke å skriva dikt. Stå på! <3