No Houdini
Locked in a straight jacket
Struggling to break free
I have no escape route
No magicians key
Bound by the trappings
Of life’s locks and chains
On the verge of breaking
Trying to stay sane
I’ll lie here inert
Maybe stillness is the key
Perhaps someone will come
Break these chains and set me free
I have no clever way out
For I am no Houdini
I have no great illusions
I’m right here ,why can’t you see me?
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