Domestic Prisoner

Counting raindrops on the window
nothing more interesting in the mind
as the mistress can't be kind
social issues become a way
tapping fingers on the glass
nothing more becomes my class
no words, no need to use
silent i will always remain
until i see the world again
insanity slowly overtakes
it makes me wonder if forever
loneliness my heart shall endeavor
nothing now holds me back
unless guilt is in the snatch
counting tear drops on the window

there's never anything in my mind but loneliness