i'm a prisoner
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid

i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter

yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what tu wanna hear
could tu take it if i came clear?
o would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself