Life as a prison...

Life is a prison, Please don\'t ask me why,
The price you pay to get out, Is always way too high!
Thats why we are all in here, We have no money to get out,
The thing we all need, Is something we are all with out!
Some people turn to suicide, turning to the knife,
Any thing to get out, of this retched thing called life!
We have our so called friends, the ones who help us cope,
Although they think they are helping, we are all resorting to the rope!
At some point in life, we all think about being dead,
We try to get out, With these thoughts in our head!

This is a poem on how i feel about life!