The Walls of Misery

The walls of misery I was none, according to all They always thought I was there to fall I was crushed between walls of misery My hopes and dreams were never set free My eyes swollen, I ended up with bruised lips and salted cheeks My heart cried out for an unsung freedom in peaks Up the mountain, soars an eagle If I demand that, it’s illegal More than me, my soul was hurt They filled my head with fuller and dirt Now I am actually no one Not according to all but only to myself, - the one.