Just two more things before i go

The night sky is so beautiful, so radient, and gorgous,

I shall never lay my worthless eyes on it's beauty.

walls, gaurds, mothers. fathers, chains, doors, death,

holding me in never letting me free,

They grow old and strict as I lay here weak and sick,

Stars and night never seen me,

I'm to pathetic to view,

but one day the moon will seek pity on me,

A soon as i break through these walls