I’ve been trapped all my life
Never knowing what its like to be free
Im stuck in a life sentence never let out
And the punishment is being me
My whole life I’ve been in jail
Being pushed and kicked about
Always wonder when is the day
That I will be aloud out
Theres something that has a hold of me
That doesn’t want to let me go
Its in charge of my emotions, my thought
My feelings, my heart, body and soul
I want to walk outside free
With my head held up so high
I want to walk with confidence and freedom
Instead of wanting to always hide
i want to think my own thoughts
and decide how to be
really all I want to no is
what it’s like to be free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem