Stop, I want off

Stop. I want off.

I hate this world,
I really do,
It's not the same,
For me and you.

A simple world,
Of rules and laws,
That only apply,
If you can afford.

A "vision" of rights,
All they'll ever be,
The words of a mad man,
I have never been free.

Am I already dead?
Who knows? Who can tell?
Sure as shit this ain't heaven,
Pretty sure this is hell.

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