Locked away, in the walls of my mind.
As the nights take over the days.
And theres not much left inside.
I find myself´imprisoned in my own world.
A self solitude.
To dream is to escape.
To free word I created.
And its all I have.
Stare out as the world passes by.
Sitting, rotting, ready to die.
Searching for an easy way out.
2 more months to do with out.
Anything, to call my own.
I can't even leave my home.
Not broken but oh how I can bend.
When will this misery end. Solitude.
Self solitude.
As the nights take over the days.
And theres not much left inside.
I find myself´imprisoned in my own world.
A self solitude.
To dream is to escape.
To free word I created.
And its all I have.
Stare out as the world passes by.
Sitting, rotting, ready to die.
Searching for an easy way out.
2 more months to do with out.
Anything, to call my own.
I can't even leave my home.
Not broken but oh how I can bend.
When will this misery end. Solitude.
Self solitude.