Trapped Poem by Vincent Jolliffe

the sun has always been in front of me
whatever way i am facing
i always seem to be chasing
only the shadows come along for the ride
should i jump on that or stay on this side
a sunny day for me is always so far away
no one really listens to what i have to say
life is so sad
a experience i wish i never had
to be diagnosed as mad
would certainly change my mind
but what would happen to my thoughts
when they will be confined
only time will tell
time will always be about
because i know my heads in reality
and i won't think to get out