I ask myself the same old questions,

Each and every single day,

As I near the lifeless chimneys,

My dreams just seem to slip away,

This place is just one big reminder of how

far from decency we've been thrown,

While I'm there, I will just think about what

I can do when I get home,

 

I'll be nice, I'll be polite, and a target

board for the Shit they'll throw at me,

Repeat myself a million times,

If it gets me where I want to be,

There's only so much you can handle,

And in the end it takes it's toll,

The shut off switch no longer works,

My tortured mind has lost control,

 

When I'm not inside of you,

You're crawling round inside of me,

Suffocating the fragile heart 

of my sacred creativity,

I'll make a hole in that concrete wall,

If it takes me twenty years with a tooth pick,

I'll find success, laugh in the

faces of the doubters,

Until I make them sick

 

When the hole is big enough,

I'll crawl right through, I will escape,

I'll take with me the ones I love,

And we will be together in a greater place,

We will bathe in freedom's seas,

And my creative mind will again soar,

Going places, seeing things that we have 

Never ever seen before......