I stand and watch the world outside
through the bars of this prison wide
The bars stand tall as far as the eye can see
yet close me in for I’ll never be free
be free to love the things I do
like the dreams that keep me going through
the difficulties that life can bring
and the music that once made me laugh and sing
I stand at the door of this prison strong
and through the bars I stand and long
for the life that others live so free
knowing that life will never be me
I long to write the words that call
and to dance the steps for which I stand so tall
freedom theirs will never be mine
I’m tied with rope and tighter twine
The things I love I will from this moment forget
for they cause those I love to fret and sweat
I will stand here watching those outside
these prison walls who are much more wise
I’m the only person in this land
who is not allowed to love and stand
upon the things my spirit make
instead will watch others take
their dreams and run with them in stride
they will grow and learn and never hide
yet forget that I am a person too
who likes to dream and love and coo
and write and dance and talk and dream
and watch the water flow in the stream
and wonder how it works so well
and write the things I see and swell
in my heart they will have to stay
for I am the one that must keep them at bay
While others dance and grow and learn
I will be here keeping my life so stern
and never look from side to side
but wear blinders that will hide
life and pleasure and pain and tears
so that he will never have to face his fears.
Inside I die to keep him alive.