In this room I lie
under my sheets is where I hide.
All alone I cry
tossing and turning side by side.
Now I ask myself the question
that torments everyone's mind
a question which has many lessons
but they're all so very hard to find.
Why am I trapped in this room?
Why am I doomed to this life?
Why are things running so soon?
Why is everything played with strife?
Afraid to look to the light
Will I be burned? Will I be left behind?
Afraid to live, forced to fight
but if I don't I'll be left behind.
Then I'll be stuck
forever in this room where I lie.
