Alien in chains

If all that your eyes see
is a prison,
and everyone around 
is a guard,
then, where’s the point
in living
when everyone you love
cuts your wings,
pulls you back down!

When all that you dream
is a place
a place,
too high to fall
far from reality
so far,
that you need a mask
to breath the air,
that everyone talks!

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