IMPRISONED by Roger "Hoagie" Hogan
	IMPRISONED Longing to be the me that is I Loathing hating the what that is me Looking viewing through the mind's eye Despising the world I long to be free Despairing I live this social lie Rejecting the world since I can not be Frustrating the self; THE PRISON IS ME Dying to live; yet now living to die Entrapped in this prison I cry WHY, WHY, do I have to live in me How did this come to be The answers I cannot see Dying to live, yet now I only exist to die! R Hogan 8-1-84