Been Through Hell
The long lonely nights, the endless mundane days
This all feels like hell
The rules and regulations, mean and cruel ways
I know this torture well
I put myself here, I have heard it all before
For you my soul I’d sell
I am tired of crying, my eyes are sore
No more secrets to tell
I miss my family and all of my close friends
From this hellhole I will bail
I am tired of being lonely, no shoulder to lend
I am tired of this smelly cell
Now I know that I’ve been through hell
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