My world
i looked up at the window
The glass was cracked and stained
i then looked to the mirror
My face was drawn and drained
I ask it silly questions
Like "tell me am i fair?"
But never does it answer
i get an empty stare
My room is grey and gloomy
The cracks run down the wall
I'd leave but that'd be pointless
They run right down the hall
My world is sad and empty
You see, the sun as left
Not died, or taken from me
but walked like all the rest
I'm left with dimming light bulbs
Which hang from fraying wires
In dirty little rooms
Where nothing new transpires
The doors locked from the inside
And never will i leave
The hinges will corrode there
Until i cease to breathe
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