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*walks up to the mic., snaps her finger and the light do down, one soft light shines on her*

This is called...... Prison Scene

When you think of life,you think of living.
When I think of life, i think of Prison.
When you think of school, you think of learning.
When i think of school, i think of prison.
When you go hiome, you go back to family.
When i go home, i go back to prison.
You live your life, you live your dream.
I live my life in nothing but a prison scene.
Im traped in a cage, with no way out.
I live in nothing, without a doubt, no life, no dream, theres nothing for me.
Im in the dark, without a light to see.
But this is nothing more painful to me, then knowing one thing..........
and thats that everything in my life is all a prison scene...................

*whispers* theres no way out..............

*bows* thank u *walks away*