Imprisoned

What did i do to get imprisoned
between these soulless walls?
No freedom to leave, no choice but to grieve
life is an endless brawl
with tears in my eyes, dreary sighs
all i do is sit and think
unhappy thoughts, my mind is lost
my sorrow is permanent ink
dying on the floor, i wait on a door
to open and give me the chance
to escape from this hell, no more in a cell
so my life can finally advance
once i am free, ill make sure to be
as far away as i can
these soulless walls, are sure to fall
ill never see this cell again
but its only a dream, as it seems
for that door to grace my eyes
filled with rage, trapped in this cage
like a bird unable to fly.