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Institution

Professionals always playing with me      
This crazy game is my reality      
Spinning thoughts are constantly in my head      
This mental abuse I wish I was dead      
   
But I'm confined in this institution      
How did I get in this situation      
The echoes outside my imprisoned walls      
Helping me escape but my freedom falls      
   
Controlled by the hands that dictate this game      
Knowing this I will never be the same      
Please put me down so I can sleep at night      
Because you never can make me feel right      
   
A microcasm to the world you know      
We are just prisoners watching this show      
     
     
 
Written by Mstrmnd1923
Published | Edited 5th Nov 2024
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