too many eyes!!!

Too many eyes!!!  Too many invisible walls!!!

I walk around

I talk to people

I hear them

I think

I see

I can go anywhere I want to

I can do whatever I want to

As you say to me

I am a free man

I don’t think so

I am a prisoner of you

I am a prisoner

I am never free and will never be

Too many eyes !!! too many invisible walls!!!

All the eyes that stare me

All the thought that provoke me

All the talks that ridicule me

All the ears that analyze me

All the tongues that talk about me

Makes me a prisoner

Of the invisible walls

The prison guards are the eyes

That are always vigilant

That are always judging

That are always taunting

I feel

The walls are crushing me..

I will never be free

Nor will you

As

Too many eyes !!! too many invisible walls!!!

Won’t let me or you

All the actions

All the responses

Everything i do is just the exact response

That the prisoner in the state prison does

All the thoughts and words that we feel, say or write are

An slaves reaction

A   …

Also the obligation to finish this poem in a proper way ;

 when I feel  I am done and have nothing to say

is 

Nothing else

But  a response

To

Too many eyes, too many invisible walls

I will try to break free

And be free

Wont finish it this time…

Call me a rebellion an idiot or whatever you will

But I wont fall in line this time

I will do what pleases me not care about you..

Or this response also matches the slaves reaction to be proved

Right

To be proven free.

Ah!!!

What a circular life…

Such a big universe still nowhere to go…

Just my well and my fellow frogs…

Welcome aboard to the prison of life..

Let me know if you find a way out…

Through the philosophies, books or even your stubborn ness..

When your done pass on the key to me…

I will be indebted to you all my life…

Ah!!!!

What the hell!!

Too many eyes; too many invisible walls…

Not a clue which way to go..