Breaking Out?

This here is no intro but a start of something sad. Staying in a room with weird squishy stuff because they say you're an "alien" a monster. Difference is where the struggles are for this individual.

Where am I? Who are these people? Do I need to leave? Am I a criminal? So now that I'm here are they going to to talk to me or just talk about my differences? I feel ashamed. I'm gonna make a break for if they are just busy, right? Ah no. Why did they seem so quick? They put metal bars in front of the Windows too. Oh now I'm moving to a place where I won't hurt them, well sorry sir but you grabbed me when I wanted to leave, and I thought you were busy talking. So now you tell me, I am now in a "forever" home, gee am a pet or animal?