Where You Find Yourself
The door closes behind me with a resounding clunk
It’s a lockdown without the fan-fare, typical
When a newbie is being admitted and I guess I am
One whether I’ve been here before or not, I’m new
Tonight and that’s all that matters – I pace my room
Restless already, feeling trapped already, it’s always
The same now – once admitted to the psych ward
All I really want is out – once out, all I feel is nuts
Either way – I’m trapped –with no way to escape at all
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