I can’t stand this
anger seething through
can’t stop it
must set it free
where do you come from
why do you imprison me
let me go
Life...
i don’t understand
how do i go on
why do i need to
what’s the purpose
of this and of that
one cell to the next
always on the move
you think freedom draws near
but it’s a mirage
it’s nothing but another prison cell
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