No windows, no doors

Trapped inside, a room with four walls

No doors nor windows, I sketched on the walls

My future, as I liked it to be

The white washed walls soon filled up with glee

A cosy little cottage, in the beautiful sea side

Wide open spaces where wind flows nigh

Wings to fly, soar up high

Descend through the clouds, scour the night sky

I sketched all these on four blank walls

And realized there was no more room to draw

And looked around for a place to let flow

My numerous dreams, my sketches longed to soar

But realized that there was no means to escape so

I was trapped in a room with doodled four walls

Trapped in a room with no windows nor doors