This Is My Hell

The room is so crowded,
You don't breathe fresh air,
Much more of this and we'll be dead,
No one seems to care.

There are people everywhere,
You can barely move,
All I see are glares,
I don't what they're trying to prove.

There seems to be no end to this hell,
The moment of liberation is far away,
I'd rather be in the bottom of a well,
I can't keep the hatred at bay.

If I had my way,
They'd all be gone,
That'll be the day,
There would only be one.

They can all die,
I don't really care,
I can't even sigh,
Without someone getting in my hair.

I want to leave this place,
And never look back,
They're such a disgrace,
I'll never look back.