Paper cell

I've too much time to think

Within my paper cell

With walls too white

And light too bright

I must shut my eyes

But upon closing them

I begin to see

Every little fantasy

Living in my memory

Wrongs to right

Regrets gave flight

To further my dismay

I've not time to speak my mind

When speaking leads decay

Which in truth

Then makes me lose

You see it's quite the circle

When I talk less

I dont get blest

Making more a fickle

To add regrets

'Tis to lengthen time 

For which I am athinking

About the times

I lost my rhymes

Oh this gave me aweeping

If only I had me a window

For my soul to see

To escape this parody

But oh alas

you may laugh

Won't feed my wrath

I promise

I happen to be deaf 

(At least to your problems)

See this paper cell I live in

Tis good for one thing

Keeping me to mine 

And thee to thine

Now I'm off to do my thinking...