A dark hallow room,
Silently screaming, trying to escape,
Just Like how it was in your mothers womb,
With your tortured shape.
Oh you poor little child,
Are you hiding again?
Shutting down, ignoring the pain,
In silence, waiting for guidance?
Just think about it,
What if you're not that tough,
For reality and the vulnerability,
What if you're better off,
Hiding in silence,
At the co...
