How I feel

I feel Isolated inside a prison,

with no love and not one decision,

choosing between hate and fear,

shows all the posibilities.

 

Anger bottled up waiting to be shown,

all the things precious have just become unknown,

my heart stops beating,

frozen with fear.

 

Nothing's real just an illusion,

no fun, no hate, no changes,

it's just the earth stopped rotating,

just like my happiness,