It is obvious now that there is no escape from this prison.
At first I had the illusion that due to the lack of walls I was free.
And I was about to find out later on. The hard way.
So here I am. A prisoner. But I wonder how is to be free.
I wish I was free. But here in this prison, I still can get little “freedoms”.
Provided I am behaving myself, and with some cunnings and cheats I still get the fake feeling of freedom.
But I know one day I will be free. I just know it. One day I will leave this prison.
One day this will be a bad dream. A nightmare that was shattered in daylight.
I know it. Someday soon.