Cube farm

Gray cubicle walls surround me
Like a fog rolled from sea
till I cannot see
A way out

Fluorescent lights flicker weak and thin, They add a
sexy greenish tint to my skin
And I cannot see
My way out

The only thing growing in this cube farm 

is discontent
I was young when I first started here
Now I wonder where the years went

But better the evil you know
Then to be forced out alone
And so I cannot see
A way out

This situation isn't fair
But I hear its tough out there
And I'm afraid I'll never see
My way out.