I ask myself what is my destiny?
What am I destined to do?
What am I destined to be?
Am I destined to be locked up or am I destined to be free?
If only I knew, if only I could tell.
Goin out of my mind living life in this cell.
With a heart full of misery and a heart full of pain,
Not knowing what to do to keep from going insane.
I wish I could tell what the future holds,
Just lying here thinking in a bed of steel so cold.
Telling myself its been so long since I been free,
Waking up everyday saying how could this be.
I'm still locked up they must have thrown away the key,
So nobody cares they must have forgot about me,
Thats why I ask what is my destiny.
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