Stuck here in the prison of my mind,
finding all that I could find.
Standin’ in my room, with nothin’ to do;
but plenty t’be done, and still be true.
Got a PC, it’s called an HP…
Horse Power on the wire, that’s for me.
Not enough HP to go a walkin,
so today fav spot is not talkin’.
Life in the city, could be a crime,
with too many people lookin’ for a dime.
The spot for today, where I’ll be,
is in my room, takin’ in some scenery.