Prisoner

I am a prisoner of myself. Lost In my ways, Wrong, instead of right. I hide behind a mask, But behind that, is sorrow. But I am a prisoner, I can't get out. I try to fit in, Even though I know it's wrong, I can't escape, I am a prisoner of myself. But one day I will get out, and for better, or for worse, Everyone will see who I am, And I will no longer be, A prisoner of myself.(poems go here)