Confined

Here i am, i wont pretend. I sometimes, maybe act like them. I make mistakes and think bad thoughts. I sometimes act on what im taught. I mope around in cold dismay, Longing for the clouds of grey. Dreaming of a better life, Searching for a higher high. Yet who i am, is far more deep. An honest, anxious , coward , freak. I speak yet always never hear. Its like their plans are never clear. I steer away from confrontation. Ive gone that route too long.years wasted. I always speak in song and rhyme In my own head im stuck. Confined.