Doesn't mean I am free to leave
A prison without bars they say
You are on the other side
But I am the one who counts the days
You have distractions
And I have these walls
There are windows though from which I can see the world
But it doesn't pass me by
There are things to do here but I can't
Waiting to see what you are doing
Plan my life around your day
And you seem to sense it
When I stop thinking and start doing
You call
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