What is all that we know…..
The continuous questions that beat
As our eyes blink.
Are we saved?
Or are we paralyzed
Because our hearts aren’t beating

Who are you?
I’m locked inside prisons bars-
So much I want things to be right-
I can’t get out of here- I can’t put up a fight.
Each time I get released my spirits are high-

What’s with the change?
I always felt I had to rearrange.
For some reason I wasn’t good enough
To please people it was too tough.
I cared about what you thought