This Prison

I feel like I am trapped. This hell, this place of torment, that never ends. I fear I will never get out. Never get beyond the grasp of here. I feel I live in limbo, existing, but not living. My decisions are not my own. My actions are made based on others. Yet here I stay, without having anywhere else to go. I do not like anything about this, I wish I could fight against it, but what are the consequences? Where could I go? How would I live? I want out of this place so bad, these walls confine me, this containment kills me, I really hate this prison I am in.