This Place

I don't have to rhyme for you to understand
They may be just words, but come from the heart

Prisoned in a world, where these words echo right back at me
Trapped in secrets that hinder and float everywhere

People change when others are around
Life is hard...shoot a bullet through me and I'll still be alive and suffering

Ignorance is worse, and so is giving up
Freedom is yet harsh, so is everything that revolves around it

I count the days, hours, minuets and every minute I still remain in this world...

Can't stand this anymore...This Place...Life...Gone...