College Dorm

An introvert's first night at in his college dorm.

The walls a prison, the room a Hell.
Yet, the door is unlocked.
But stepping outside leads
to the land of plastic and phony.
The wretched stench of assholes
permeates into my soul.

Still, my terrible choice remains,
to step into the Hollow
land of copy and paste people,
or sit in my white prison
of shame and fear.

I am alone,
and in the wilderness
(where freedom is only a
word in the dictionary
under drunk)
surrounded by
hostile Natives.