Prisoner (w22)

Prisoner in my own mind
Unable a pleasurable exit to find
My own chosen path of hell
Tons of mistakes there to tell

When, where did I choose to fail
The easy, easiest, way to take
And for what sort of future to make?
Yes, Lazy my name
And with that I was expecting fame?

Thus silent and disparaging looks along the way
Pretty much all telling me to get lost and go away
Leaving me to fight single-handedly
With the poisons in my mind.