Locked
My life is locked behind a door,
And I do not have the key.
If i have no soul then who will I be?
My soul flouts free,
While I am chained to the ground.
The world is my prison,
The wardens all around.
You keep me in this cage,
And think that I can't escape.
You are smart enough to fear me,
But stupid enough to taunt me.
You who think u know me,
You know only what I let you know.
The rest of your knowledge is but lies,
Lies of hate, of love, of reality?!?!?
Let me ask you this.
What about the poor, the hungry, the homeless, the forgotten?
Where is their reality?
You think you know but you know nothing!
You want to know my name?
I have many names,
But for you my wardens,
You may call me Death.
You can't keep me in this cage forever.
And when I do escape,
It will be you who pays the price.
But enough of these threats.
Have a nice life.
At least while you can.
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