'Boo-woo' says the breeze..
I walk in shame..
'Cuckoo' the birds mock me..
My life is lame..
'Screw u' earthers say..
My wretchedness has fame..
And to my soul, sorrow is a chain..
I can't help but walk head-low..
In tears and in shame..
It rings..It rings in my head were e'er i go..
The clattering-cling-clang of chains..
My lovely chains of despair..
I'm imprisoned yet the world is free and fair? ..
I hear them..I hear them..my clattering chains in a prison called life
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