You hold me hostage
like a future memory
and catch me
watching the sky.
The clouds float by,
in such a
tempting way; I can
only think of freedom.
My eyes are open
for hours
and the clouded sky
holds me
still,
steady.
You hold me hostage
like a future memory
and catch me
watching the sky.
The clouds float by,
in such a
tempting way; I can
only think of freedom.
My eyes are open
for hours
and the clouded sky
holds me
still,
steady.