In Hiding

Hidden, he waits
For freedom, so far away
Trapped, frozen
He sits lonely

His distant mind, wanders
Beneath the depths
Eyes closed, defeated,
Freedom is out of reach

His camouflaged skin
Covers his face
He sits, a pearl
Imprisoned in a shell

Water weighs him down
On his exposed face,
Pushing him into the sand
So lonely, he sits

His daydreams,
Unveil his painful expression
Eyes closed,
He is lost

The yellow man is hidden,
Waiting for freedom
He is trapped, frozen
Sitting lonely.