You know these words I speak

They seem to go through iron walls

Never reaching their true destination

Even if I cry out I wont be be heard

If I scream

My pain will be a bitter echo

Walking thorough life like this

Trapped behind so many walls

And no way to break them down

Caged and a servent to them

Who no not the true values of life

If I ever break free from their grasp

Who would I be

For now I am their puppet

Dancing on their strings

Doing their bidding as they command.


I am trapped

Will no one hear my plea

Or is this my fate

To be a puppet for eternity.


Or will I one day break free of these strings

To life my own life.