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Prisoner
Break away the chains holding me back,
I want to get out of this cage
always just wondering never really feeling it so,
walking always feeling the steps,
as I think I move on there is no advance,
always seeing the same pilled of mud,
feeling like I am in a ground,
still trying to breath like a fish with no water,
I want to survive this little life
but it seems things all of a sudden can go wrong,
the sky is nice and blue full of light,
but as I move closer it seems is nothing but a mirage,
where the stars go,
where is the moon,
and evil voice said
there is nothing in here of that form ,
darkness is upon the day seems to move on,
I and thrown back to the same place,
look at my with a 40 round my neck,
a bucket in my wrist,
but all this is no bling bling,
is dull and gray,
weights so heavy I can hardly stand,
this is what keeps me here in the world,
this chains that hold my hands and neck together,
legs cant walk,
just hoping to break through this and again begin to walk ,
I know I may tumble like when I was 1,
but hopefully I get the strength to move on
