My own prison
Peace is what they tell me
Lies are what they tell me
Born in my own misery
Just my own sin
Silenced now the sound
The cage made of steel
My own prison
My face showing no emotions
Shackled by my sentence
I feel the pain that was given
Losing all my reason
In a state of self-denial
Sell my pity for a dime
Just one dime
My face showing no emotions
So held my head up high
Isn’t got no time
So I lie awake and stare
Just hoping one day I’ll get out
This life remains the same
But life goes on
Only in America
My own prison
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very moving. I know these feelings too