The Prisoner Poem by King Midas

Everyone surrounds me
Yet I still feel all alone
I'm helpless and I'm merciless
A prisoner of my home

I don't remember the last time
You tried to call me on the phone
Or maybe when I answered
I was left without a tone

And I'll never seem to forget
All the times I've been mistaken
Thinking that you loved me
Or were at least contemplating

But in the end there's nothing
I can do to make you see
What love really feels like
The kind that sets you free

The kind that you gave me
Until you locked me inside your cell
I'm a prisoner of your heart now
All I do is fail