I can't find
a way out of here
the doors are locked
the windows painted shut

I can't find a way
out of here
there's no way out
that I can see

I've tried to call
the phone is dead
and I can't figure
any way out

I've tried every way
I can think
to get out
and see the light

There is no way
out of here
HELP! I'm being kept a prisioner
of my own mind.

01/03/2006

Author's Note: This is the story of my life!

Posted on 01/03/2006
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