it's hard to think
I try to learn and not blink
the smell is bad
it really stinks
I'm locked up
I'm behind bars
I reach up
but not for stars
I search for my home
but I think I live on Mars
theres no one here to help
when I'm in need
but when I pray
I pray on my knees
I don't want war
I want peace
this will be a piece
a piece of cake
I'm real
I'm not fake
©death223
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