Misplaced

I wake each morning a new battle,
one that I can't possibly ignore.
I'm different, so out of place,
I don't belong in societies core.
I'm sick of getting up,
Just to be out of place.
Living in this fake world,
Yet...I'm the disgrace.
This place just hurts me so,
Homeless, greed, envy and lust.
So many problems here,
Is there anyone you can trust?
My heart literally aches,
My soul begging to be set free!
But entrapped in this poison,
That's slowly suffocating me.
My solace is being alone,
In a room surrounded by walls.
Where soft music plays,
For a moment escaping it all.
Have you ever felt this way?
For me, it's becoming worse.
I can't stay here much longer,
Is this my curse?
Did I disobey?
Commit sin in a previous life?
Is this really hell?
Is that why I'm living in strife?
Never to be good enough,
Always seen as odd.
Maybe that's my punishment,
For disobeying God.
But dear Lord,
I ask you to forgive.
Take me away from this hell,
And finally let me live.