The price of the Exit
The price of the Exit
I stayed for the requirement.
The dinner, the wine, and the companionship
all the things that look like love
but feel like a debt.
Now I am given a way out
of a cell without bars.
To buy the key
It wasn't a prison until I tried to go.
Now, I’m paying the price of freedom
with a golden ticket
I didn’t know I had to buy.
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