My Prints

i pour out joys and pains from heart and mix it with my thought tho chained and caged right from the start my whole is what i've brought I let my life be writen down and share it openly to show im no monster or clown and one day ill be free perhaps that day will never come perhaps its all in vane but no regrets, no doubts in sum release this from my brain to keep it locked seems to abstract to share it makes no sence? while most react with little tact i'll keep on leaving prints