A nervous biting of the fingers
to keep the usual thoughts at bay
and an annoying hunger that lingers
make me wonder why I should stay.
Iím forgetting what itís like to be caressed by a stray ray
of sunshine that from a prison of leaves broke free,
condemned to a life sentence within this societyís walls.
Keep telling myself Iíll soon get away,
but it never happens
and day per day life slips away.
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