I bleed my voice out trying to get out of my cage,
these bars feel so cold but I'm heated with rage,
I feel so let down every flip and turn of the page,
time is never ending filled with promise of change,
but its hopeless and I find it so strange,
How can you talk about change when you don't even know my name.
Lets keep it plain and simple if you lie then you die,
Don't try to patronize or sympathize me with your lies.