Trapped

poem

I'm trapped, I'm trapped, they won't let me go
They'll shout back, but you're free to go
But my mind is a prison, it won't let go.

You're a brute, you're worse than a beast,
You won't care if I starve; my sadness is your feast. 
You won't even come to see me, that's the least.

I flew too close to the sun,
Desired too much, it was supposed to be fun,
Now I am trapped for once and all. I am done. I am shunned.

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