Broken Defeat

Trapped knowing that one day all I am will end. Lock the doors close the windows hiding behind what you think I am. Forever more what you see is a false representation of who I am. Look past who I really am because all you see is this generic mask of what you want. Classify me and file me away with all of your toys. Locked away behind these doors and closed in behind these windows. Wind me up and play with me broken and hidden with what you want. Yet still I stay trapped knowing that all I am not will not end. Because all I was has ended because of you.