Alcatraz

Alcatraz By Kevin Robey August 26, 2013 The ultimate joke, I realized today We’re all prisoners of our own minds No matter what we do or what we say We can’t face the answers that we find We buy, we steal, flashy rims and wheels To cover our debts, ironic but true Maybe it’s why this haze seems so surreal But I don’t see myself in the shiny and new I see blank white walls and all that they bring Questions without answers that I ask at night Staring at the ceiling fan, I can almost hear it sing Angels freeing me from the chaos of the fight It’s all that we bring, the questions we’ll never sing Speaking in silence as we walk on worn paths Dancing without music like puppets on a string Lost souls in this world with a haunted past Maybe we’ll never answer the questions we bring This is my journey, but it could never be yours One day we’ll be free of our aimless minds Till then I know that’s it’s ok to simply want more