My prison of glass
and
walls and steel
Chained to a computer
A
hamster on a wheel
I'm entertaining
the darkest of thoughts
the darkest of thoughts
To
find the peace
I've
always sought
I do not
feel
all that well
all that well
But
it doesn't matter
Who
I tell
The
problem here
Is plain to see
The object of my suffering?
It’s
me.