Sit and think

I am sitting in my new room
It is beautiful and everything
I dreamed of and more
But yet I feel empty in my heart
I feel trapped like a prisoner
In a cold dark room.
Not knowing whats going on in the outside world.
One day I will feel different
I will feel like a horse being let free
Soaring through the fields of dream
Running carelessly and free
Until then i dream of what could be
and fear of what is.