Room Three Zero Three wasn't quite for me
It stirs up my demons and I can't be free
Room three zero three is where I am stuck
Locked up tight, and shit out of luck
Taking medication to alter the me
Sitting here writing in room three zero three
No smoking no booze I can't even be
Laying here bored in room three zero three
I miss all my friends, and I hope they miss me
And yet here I remain in room three zero three
I hate to admit but this poem would not be
If I wasn't caged in room three zero three



Explanation


This was about my experience at the mental ward.

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