yet another poem
Why am I stuck in a room, With four walls of insanity; I can't take it anymore, I must escape this prison; The walls are slowly closing in on me, Or is the roof slowly falling in to pieces; I must stop, Before its to late; i can't take it, I'm sick of this, Get me out of here, this tiny little prison of mine.
XxThe-Taste-Of-SinxX · Thu Jul 06, 2006 @ 05:31am · 0 Comments |