Behind These Walls
Behind these walls I sit
Wandering where my life will fit
Where will I go from here
Is something that's not so clear
From unwise choices made
To consequences that will not fade
A mind that's in turmoil
To blood that seems to boil
Lost in this world of s**t
Where does my life fit
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