i am in a prison full of bars

that laugh with hate

in a room that cannot see the stars

waiting to be consumed in this state

i wish to see them once more

the vast starry skies

i close my eyes and lay on the floor

and to my great surprise

they appear and give hope

to my dream of being free

to move up above the slope

towards my destiny

free from this strain to speak

free to express my thought

free of the constant 'inside freak'

free from the grinning lot

who call me crazy and all sort

i wake up to find the gleaming sun

telling that battles are meant to be fought

so i wake to another day full of fun

with another lesson to me taught