The walls close in, as promises are broken.
The lies that were spread--
are better left unspoken.
No one can see the light fade away..
They see everything the way it should stay..
Whispers gasp through the air..
and it seems as if no one cares.
These promises keep breaking,
and my heard just keeps aching.
The walls are getting closer,
and the light is getting thin..
None of this would be happening..
if this just didn't begin...
