lock me up in jail

Just leave me alone lock me up in a room and throw away the key.
No i wont try to break the door down to be free.
Let me sit alone with my own insanity.
Till starvation and dehydration is my fatality.
Dream is when your sleep,and hell is when your awake.
One thing about poverty you never catch a big break.
I write this poem now as i shake.
Knowing forever my life's smiles will be fake.
Horny couples made this baby.
Now i am here mad that you made me.
We are living in the government's  form of slavery.
Someone please take me out of my misery !!!!
The rich keep getting richer and the poor keeps getting  poorer.
I guess that's life as WEB'S poetry get purer.
Lord please forgive me but  i am not happy to be alive.
All i have is my name and a debt that i couldn't pay after i have died.
I am not guaranteed a spot in heaven, so i must prepare for hell.
Times like theses i wish i was in a unknown place, to anyone, locked up in a jail