Beyond these plain white walls
is a world I long to see
To be free and run
but they keep me in this place
to rot and waste away
To give me pills and isolate me
When will I be cured, to say,
when can leave this place?
is a world I long to see
To be free and run
but they keep me in this place
to rot and waste away
To give me pills and isolate me
When will I be cured, to say,
when can leave this place?




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