• i sit at the table thinking way up high
    wanting to be free..... but deep inside,
    i can't be...
    im captured by my own hatred
    im lost in my own thoughts
    im confused with my own being
    but can't find a way out........
    no doors are open
    no signs are lit
    not even a voice to guide me.....
    i search and search but nothing shows
    that life without meaning will guide you to this road....