Prisoner
Locked up in a life of lies
Putting on a front just to get by
Unhappy is what my soul is
Regretting the decision I made
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Tears falling down face
As the shackles tightened around my wrist
"GET ME OUT!!!"
I cry for help
But realized I would not want anyone in danger
I thought I was ready but I guess I was wrong
Now I am stuck as a hopeless prisoner.
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