The boxed fight


Look me in the eye and talk me what you think

Windows of one's soul deepen with pity

How could this be?

I am isolated with chains fiercely linked

Friends of mine roam the city

Why am I not out there?

You are outside these cursed walls

But here you say you know my struggle

How would you know?

I still have strength to answer the call

Face all the troubles

Where is the crowd who will cheer me on?

Watch the fight to break the knot

Only I can face the breast

Will you promise not to say you know how I feel?

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