I'm in a closet and I can't breathnWon't you just please release menI can't move and my kidneys failnThe size of this room feels like jailnI can't talk I can't enunciatenAnd I'm treated like Sharon TatennSuburban wealth and middle class well beingnAll it did was strip my feelingsnPersonality down the drainnAfter all who needs a brainnTake a bullet to my eyesnBlow them out and see if I die