In a corner in pain, I scream in vain,
No one loves me.
A world of assholes, fucked up souls,
I get ass raped for free.
I feel lonely and lost, a burden of cost,
Forlorn the memories I look back.
Only in a book, when I look,
Sometimes I don't feel the cruel rack.
Everyone is opaque, most just plain fake,
I've lost trust in the prison walls.
The walls have ears, or maybe it's my fears,
Not prepared to face the crowded halls.
