I locked myself in a cell and threw away the key.

I am trapped in my prison of solitude

until I find the courage to break the rules

until I realise that there is more to me

and really make a break to be free

I have become my own worst enemy

and that right there is the key

I have to honestly want no more

and on a count of three break down the walls

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  • jesse lennon on Sep 1, 2009

    Haven’t we all been there?

    “I have to honestly want no more

    and on a count of three break down the walls”

    I don’t want to live in nevermore
    hear me scream in the empty halls.

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