Left on my own
What did I do wrong?
To deserve this shame
I hear a voice
I'm left with no choice
To observe their games
Outside I see the life
I would not dare describe
Yet I ask why
Why I'm left to cry
For what I'll never have
My body creeks
I follow their shrieks
Past my wooden walls
I see them there They're
Without a care Stood
Straight and tall
Outside I know there's life
I would not fantasise
I might have known
That here on my own
My days would fill with the empty
My questions sink And all
I do is blink At the
Clouded moon
The river calls
The devil he crawls
But I have attuned
Outside I know there's life
Beyond my sunken eyes
My body's bent
And all my time is spent
Being teased with my freedom
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