Captured in a prison
called normal life,
surrounded by wrong faces,
no chance to dive.
Walls of lies constrict her soul,
people force her into a hole.
'Break out,
get free,
just try to hide'
Screams the voice
that lies inside.
The hope has gone
and glassheart shatters,
mendacious crowd wins,
it's noone's matters.
Just lonesome wind
and honest rain
hear the soundless
cry of pain.
After reading this i think that day should have been a while ago :) I hope you agree with the translation of your blog's title in my "Square One". I like the scream of your inner voice :d
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