I gaze out
Of my castle,
Willingly trapped,
Day after day.
Time stands still,
Passing by.
I am living in my own sweet world.
I fearfully look
At the other world,
From the tallest tower
Of my castle.
I am safe,
Protected,
By the strong stone walls.
Not like Rapunzel,
Or the Lady of Shalott.
I am held prisoner
By my own will.
But still,
I try
Day after day,
To make my escape.
For I am lost, in my own sweet world.
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5 comments:
whoa!
oi, dont forget me.
even im ine one locked castle, looking at tall tower.
and sure, one day, we'll break free. and smell the rains and earth. And skip to dabba kadai next to shankara adyar, and eat fun orange and lays and dance in the rain.
ok aa ?
=)
naiice one shuudhi.
thank uuuuu.
oh. and the dabba kadai part. i am SO there. *eeeeeee*
wowie. nishe work girl.
as for the castle, where exactly is it? i might wanna come camping. :D :D
it sounds very north east england, so maybe ill drop in and then run away to the lovely countryside. :D :D
dabba kadai is sooper alternative too. me me me ! *eeeee*
yes yes let us all go to dabba kadai and eat and eat and eat and have fun.
suddenly, my castle doesn't seem so welcoming. i mean, i'd rather be willingly trapped in the dabba kadai. castles don't have an everlasting supply of orange ice.
okay. way way away from topic. but who cares?
anyway, thaannnk u!
Nice.
:)
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