Four white walls I can’t break I love them but they are the only thing I see each and every day. I feel this is where I’ll forever be, but I won’t complain because between these four white walls this is where I sleep. My body is sore from this bed my head can’t even stand the noise nor light that seeps between these four white walls that I’ll always be. I’m sure that there is more to me then these for white walls just can’t wait til I break free from this jail mindset these four white walls deceived me to believe that I can’t be more then what I’m truly ment to be, and travel far that my eyes deserve to see and the energy vibrates high of joy. I’ve found me finally outside of those four white walls I am free.
© JanaeThompson