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My World Of Prison And Chains
Watch the sun brightly rise
Two weeks of torture, and low self esteem
I call it Alcatraz
No where to go
Nothing to do
Darkness fills the shadows
Of hurtful words and lost battles
Caged like an animal
Told what to do
What to say
Like a puppet
Strings being pulled here and there
The warden breathing down my neck
Watching my every move
Following me far and near
Always one step behind
No visitors no parole
He's coming to get me
And ground me for eternity
Punished
Every thing I try to say
Comes out so wrong
Every thing I try to do
Just isn't enough
He locks the gate good and tight
Watch in slow motion as I waste my life away
Stuck in the tyranny of mom's house
I'm a victim of parental supervision
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