Life Is A Prison. Poem by Unholly Talent

Life is a prison, oh god let me out, no one to listen,
to hear when I shout climb the walls of insanity, ride the waves of despair, if you fall in, it doen't matter theres no one that cares.
used to wish for a window to see birds, trees, and sky, but i'm better without one keeps me from aiming to high.
Watching freedom is a painful for thoes locked away, seeing love, joy, happiness another price that you pay.
Strong is good weak is bad, be it faulse be it true, your mind makes a choice and informs it to you.
cell walls built by society, with ruels to add here if you break the acceptable, you had better bewhere.
Hide the pain, carryon routine is the key, don't let on what your not what you trying to be, lock it all up inside how badly that bodies.
Look out for that one day when all just exploads lewaving naught but a shell base, functionality too but killing all else, that was uniquely you.
So how do you grow, with a time bomb inside?
Or how to defuse it, without destroying it's ride?
You can't! ! ! !