Another day another pain.
Another hour, one more minute.
All the more reasoning,
And time I find,
For hate.
Nothing is the same.
Everything seems vain.
I look for hope,
I can't get out.
Everything, and everyone.
Always there in my way.
I can't get out,
I can't get in,
I can't get anywhere.
A block,
A cage,
A large glass pane.
What is left that,
Can hold my mind in place?