Prisoners ear

Prisoners could do with a little music only because it sets you free –

We’re imprisoned by our own expectations, the lack of innovation and the phobia of being a victim of reliving the past. We’re constantly in pursuit of motivation while we close our shutter before we get a clear photograph; finding a common ground from artists we only hear voices from ‘cause voicing ourselves has never been heard and closing the closet while we damage our ear drums.

We’re being lured into becoming better and wanting more for the mere reason that they too have conquered it all. They’ve entered a sophisticated world; we’ve learned to follow these footsteps with a beat or two a song or two. Constantly set free when we step into their shoes and constantly meeting new people with their voices.

“Have you seen my headphones?”