Caught in a trap it seems as though I’ve been here so long I know where to go dream of just calling face I look forward to the day that I leave this place paying the misery of memory of all the things you’ve  done to me I hate who I am most of the Time.   Trail is closed everywhere I go no friends to call don’t want no the inside or the real me I’m lost in a sea of forgotten dreams friendships nonexistent to Palms for three please loyalty everyone just lies to your face I’m tired of them I’m tired of me