I was stuck in a mental hospital
I hated and loved it there
It was hell, but it was heaven
It was a hospital

It was kind of boring
The only things of mine I was allowed were a notebook I wrote my feelings in, a water bottle, and clothes
I didn't have a pen
Just a pencil
I didn't have my notebook I write my songs and poems in

I was stuck in a mental hospital
I hated and loved it there
It was hell, but it was heaven
It was a hospital

It's not like school
School was a prison
School was hell
The hospital wasn't like that at all
It wasn't prison
It wasn't hell nor heaven

I wasn't in hell
But I wasn't in heaven, either
It wasn't a prison
But I wasn't free at all