Jailed...

The invisible jail, which no one can see, 

I am tired of living for my mom and my queen, 

Freedom is what I seek though, 

Where I am alone with jazz and club anthem, 

Enjoying myself to Jack and Gin, 

Even If any," She", comes along the way, 

She just comes for the night at dawn home she goes, 

Because I love being surrounded alone, 

I have not spoken to myself, in a while, 

My inner child needs healing, I can hear it cry, 

But how do I explain people around me, 

Because in their love and care has captivated me, 

Even the very music I play, I am controlled, 

For them, it is rubbish noise maddening they say, 

I am bound to their will and needs

Because I don't own a house, hence I need to heel,

So their whims are all whimsical,

They made little things so cynical, 

Since my own Brith tree seems I am useless, 

Curses are given instead being blessed, 

So I hope and aspire for the freedom I need,

I plead to the universe in exchange for my good deeds, 

Help me to break the bonds of a chain, 

So I could fly away free,.....