Wheelchair Bound. br Feel like Dying. br Almost completely crying. br Trying to get out from this Designed br mobile prison I live. br An extension of me. br My Dead body is a drag forever and day. br br Wheelchair Bound. br Taking tablets the doctors prescribed. br It's all suppose to help cure my pain. br The suffering of the illness that aches br inside. br But the medication doesn't really work as it br should. br Just to comfort my thoughts and worries br that creep into my mind. br br Wheelchair Bound. br Creates an outrageous indifference. br People around ignore the person and only br see the chair. br My prisoned vehicle and me. br It's just my ignorance towards my position br in Society. br br Wheelchair Bound. br Watching TV has I fall to sleep without br warning. br Is That the medication working to full br effect. br Creating my Self-centered opinion of br Society itself. br br Wheelchair Bound. br Feeling like a Mobile Prisioner. br A life Sentence. br State the fact and live the Dream. br It's a never-ending extreme.