not healthy feelings
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Trapped in a glass cage,
No room to move,
To expand and grow.
I feel pathetic,
And so hungry.
Squandered in a clear prison,
I can see bright beams of hope.
Trapped in a glass cage,
No room to move,
To expand and grow.
I feel pathetic,
And so hungry.
Squandered in a clear prison,
I can see bright beams of hope.
