trapped, by sweetNsour Subscribe to rss feed for sweetNsour

my life is on pause
i feel so limited
my hands tied behind me
lock up in coffin restriction restriction

i am trapped
it is driving me crazy

have to accept it cause i have bills to pay
have accept because Uncle Sam says so

I hate the cycle
I am F--king curse

I am trap
I want out
show me the exit, pleeeeaaaaasse

adult hood is killing me cant take the responsibilities

the pressure, the expectation

if i could run or take my life painlessly without hurting
anyone i would
but trapped, in commitment
rules
i hate it
my passions are trapped, my zeals are  trapped

trapped and buried in depression and sorrow
it is too dark to see hope
to see faith
to see miracles
 
Posted: 2012-08-25 22:37:29 UTC

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