“A prisoner I was, not behind bars or walls
But trapped within myself, in a comfort zone’s thrall
I held the keys to my freedom, yet chose to stay
Locked in a cell of fear, night and day
I managed a penny, a meager sum to survive
Sleeping on a bench, with a heart that couldn’t thrive
I was a captive of my own doubts and fears
Longing for liberty, through all the bitter tears
But still I hold on to hope, a glimmer of light
A chance to break free, and emerge into the light
To shatter the chains of self-doubt and fear
And find the freedom, that’s been waiting here
Someday, I’ll rise above, and claim my liberty
And leave the prison of myself, wild and free”
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This is a poem on self restrictions
