Thoughts...

I want to go don't you understand?
I want to leave this vile an cruel land!
Why does everyone look at me like if i was a lunatic?
Don't judge me! don't judge any of it!
I've been trapped every day since i was born
inside this little box feeling like over me was a storm.
No one thinking i was miserable
no one seeing through my eyes saying, "oh how awful!"
You're all selfish, all the same
all dreaming, hoping for fame.
don't you understand reality?
don't you hope for a better humanity?
No, keep drinking
keep hoping,
but maybe one day you'll be trapped to
and think how did i not think this through