I don’t want to be here

I said I would end this

It turns out being in this place

Is not as glamourous

These smells are familiar

You may think they’re sweet

But to me they are awful

And symbolize my defeat

These people are brutal

They simply won’t listen

For them, destroying this place

Is some sort of mission

The hours are long

The days never end

Will you please remind me

When I’m allowed to leave again?