Underground

My body is heavy and cold,

Locked behind those silver doors,

Everybody left,I'm all alone,

Scared  i might never find my way back home,

 

The cellar is cold and dark,

There is no way for light to shine,

I keep spending my days underground,

Alone,even with a million people around

 

A life can be cruel when you were born to loose,

But there is no other way you can choose,

Even if there ever was , you were way too confused,

Confused by the lies they gave you,betrayed by the ones who loved you

 

Working like a slave each day,

But yet not good enough for them,

It's easier to pretend than to really change,

even hell gets comofortable when you spend there every day

Reviews

[Sebastian Falzarano]

A little creepy... otherwise great.

[Milena Grubor]

Thanks......

[ba_mcfarlane]

Quite descriptive....Bravo!

[Milena Grubor]

Thank you very much