The View

When you are in this little room

Do you see walls or prison bars?

When you are here to stay for good

Have you come home or are you trapped?

 

It’s funny all the things inside

That make us see the world around

And though we wish that we could hide

We can’t escape the things inside.

 

So on the day you find yourself

In the same place for some time

If you look around you for awhile

It may tell you what’s inside.

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