I feel lost and trapped,
like a dog in his pen,
who can't explore the world that he wants,
like everyone else can.
Or like the wonderful wildlife creatures,
that are locked up in the zoo,
they wonder what it's like outside their cage,
and to see the sky turn from gray to blue.
Even like a child,
who can't walk out the gate,
she's curious what's down the street,
when she leaves,
her parents finally find her but it's too late.
And also like a prisoner,
who can't leave her cell,
except I did NOTHING wrong,
but I still feel like I'm in jail.
