State Of Illusion
Living in confusion
State of illusion
Tied in a knot
Of have and have what
Isit a pity
To desyroy a city
Dying alone
On the telephone
Hoping to see
Something in me
That will expell
Me from this hell
Sad to say
I'll die someday
Wish i could be
Happy and free
But as it is
I have no biz
Imagine that
To feed the fat cats
Crying away
Each lying day
Easy to see
This is just me
Life is a crime
I'm doing time
Inside a cell
My own man made hell
The world i'm in
Riddled with sin
To live each dy
Locked up this way
When there should be
Some therapy
To help the souls
Lost in their woes
State of illusion
A bad contusion
Dying away
Each lying day
poem by Talile Ali
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