confined...
in a box, in a room, in a cage while it pourin down negativity...
trying to escape this image people have of me?
he's a jackass..
he's a player...
he's a liar...

listening to this i
hold myself back....

its like im blindfolded....
caring what they think.. or what they say
i need to free myself...

not giving a care...
not living my life knowing that i do whats best for me...

not worrying if somebody trying to arrest me, capture me, or kill me or forget me

force in a position
not able to overcome the odds.
its like im handcuff in the back of a police car...

sitting there putting two and two together?
what do i have to lose??
people already think im....



wasting time in life that i dont have...
hurting people who only loved me
telling people not to help when thats what they know how to do best....
being an incosiderate jerk....

but, why?
like nelson mandela
i feel like i was falsely accused for something i had nothing to do with...
thrown in a prision.....
spending years in confinement for false accuations

i need to be free...
i need to escape...

i need to find a different route out...

i dont wanna go that way..

i wanna be somebody... i wanna do something..

i need to escape from tha bars that are holding me down..
help me....

from this solitary confinement im witheld in...
help me break the bars that hold me down...
help me escape from the prision i was thrown in..
help me vanish the burdens that burn deep within...