I look out the window
There covered by bars
Why are my feelings locked up?
why is it so dark?
Why am I hiding in the shadows?
Why cant I surface my feelings?
Why is my life all about hiding?
Why cant I just be like every1 else?
Why do I live in this misery?
When my friends are cheery and happy as can be?
Why cant I just open my eyes, and see a life full of brightness, and cheer, and love?
Even the thought of that scares me though,
Why is my life surrounded by bars?
Im not a criminal, so why am I locked up in this misery?
