Victims of our own confinement

We decorate and gild our cage

Make it nice and decorate

The confines of our own entrapment

The bars of our own restraint

And we focus so much on this

That life passes us by

And we see nothing but this

And do not see we live a lie

Imprisoned within our own minds

Unable to escape

Because we lock our own cage

Then we throw away the key

And become victims of our own misery

Do we not see

Are we asleep?

It’s a nightmare not a dream.

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