Locked Up

I'm in a room, that is surrounded by furniture that always seems to hurt me.

I'm all locked up, I can't breathe. Why can't I set me free?

There's no light inside this room. Darkness is all I see.

The furniture was talking - lies.

I just want to cut all the ties.

Running is all I can think of. That's the only solution.

Freedom is what I seek, but everything blocks my proposition.

The furniture is telling me I'm useless! Funny, how I thought it was all true.

Can I still go out? Can I break the chains that lock me up?

Or I'll always be locked up?