Sometimes, I feel like I am trapped,
like the words in my head cannot be said,
like I am a caged animal.
I feel like I cant express myself,
The city represses my creativity,
the people depress me...
they fill me with rage.
I want to say something...
but I cant say it
Its like hoping for a storm,
but enjoying the tranquility of the sea,
the peace and the beauty of it.
The way it soothes you.
Maybe the storm will come soon
For now I will enjoy the peace.