I stare at these blank walls.
As theses empty halls echo my calls.
I'm all alone.
I used dream someone would find me.
Allas it wasn't ment to be.
I grew older.
I stoped dreaming.
The walls stayed bare.
No one seemed to care.
Traped here in my misery.
No one came to set me free.
The years pass by.
Somtimes I ask myself why.
Why I'm all aloan.
Why this prison is now my home.
Finaly I stoped asking why.
Finaly I stoped my cries.
