Life the Prison

Locked in this prison called life, it can all be ended with a knife. With its ups and downs, we'er all locked in chains. Some have broken free, while most still want to flee. We try to block out the world, but fail and feel worse. I hope to one day break my chains.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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