i'm a prisoner of words unsaid just lonely feelings locked away in my head i trap myself further every time i stay quiet i should start to speak but i stop and stay silent and now i've made my own hard bed inside a prison of words unsaid i am a P.O.W. not a prisoner of war a prisoner of words like a soldier i'm a fighter yet only a puppet mostly i only say what you wanna hear could you take it if i came clear? or would you rather see me stoned on a drug of complacency and compromise M.I.A. I guess that's what i am scraping this cold earth for a piece of myself for peace in myself it'd be easier if you put me in jail if you locked me away i'd have someone to blame but these bars of steel are of my making they surround my mind and have me shaking my hands are cuffed behind my back i'm a prisoner of the worst kind in fact a prisoner of compromise a prisoner of compassion a prisoner of kindness a prisoner of expectation a prisoner of my youth run too fast to be old i've forgotten what i was told ain't i a sight to behold? a prisoner of age dying to be young to my head is my hand with a gun and its cold and its hard cause there's no where to run when you've caged yourself by holding your tongue i'm a prisoner of words unsaid just lonely feelings locked away in my head it's like solitary confinment every time i stay quiet i should start to speak but i stop and stay silent and now i've made my own hard bed inside a prison of words unsaid -Alicia Keys- wow....