A year goes by and i start to age,
Realising that I've been trapped in a cage.
Wondering if there's even a way,
Stuck in the past where i have to stay.
Do i even have a choice?
Or is there no hope?
For me, i hold onto this rope,
Something that i cannot cope.
I want to be alive,
Not stuck in this tide.
Unable to find the light!
I'll be with the night,
Knowing that I'll never be right,
I will no longer put up a fight.
It's the end of my story now,
I'll start another one soon somehow.
