I’ve come to the point,

That even if freedom was offered,

And no matter how much I needed it,

How much I knew I was in disrepair,

I wouldn’t take it.

Because I’ve learnt to like the hard life,

And why,

Why is it,

That pain and sadness is appealing,

To me suddenly.

The way my life works,

Is frustrating.

Normal people,

Wouldn’t bother with this problem.

I’m just grateful,

God is in control,

And that the world isn’t in the hands,

Of power-hungry individuals,

Who don’t care for you,

Or your soul.