Eat, shit, sleep and bite.
Chew to escape.
Well, no.
Not right.
Nibble, more like,
Not nibble as such.
DESTROY MY PRISON!!
Does that sound too much?
I yearn for freedom, but never would guess,
That for my wish to be granted,
Would result in my death.
Survival shall perish,
Dreams turn to dust.
All my life I have known this.
All my life has been thus:
Little cage, big cage - BALL!
Food, water, bullshit and ALL,
All the silly voices which mean little, for I...
Well,
I will never know freedom.
Not 'till I die.
18.07.2009
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