Mar 09, 2003 19:15
Lost in my own twisted imagination,
Spinning web of thoughts and images,
Problems to be solved,
Questions to be answered,
Till then I am an emotional slave
to myself,
Traped in this cage of steel,
Waiting and watching,
Hoping for,
A solution to end this madness,
Till then I am a drone,
Nothing more,
Here for people to use and abuse,
And dispose of at thier own will,
When I am outdated,
No longer needed am I,
For now,
This cage is my only solitude,
My sanctum,
In which I try to escape constantly