The white room so cold and lonely,
His presents shake it,
Eerie and white, white and eerie.
Why me?
How can it be this hard to live?
Is this how it feels - stuck and sinking deeper?
Tied to a dream that feels real
Eerie and white, white and eerie.
Room without a door, without a window,
Oh how the lies poured around her,
Oh how the white room scared her,
My oh my how her thoughts killed her
TaigaChi_Phoenix ©29/01/2013