i wrote this April 28 2004 long time ago....
THIS IS HOW I FEEL
LIKE IM ISOLATED
LOCKED IN A WINDOWLESS ROOM
DARK, NO LIGHT, EMPTY
THE WALLS CLOSING IN
ROBBING ME OF MY COMFORT
SUFFOCATING, I SEE NO EXIT
TRAPPED, FRANTIC, HOPELESSS
IS IT AN OPTICAL ILLUSION?
THE WALLS ARE PAPER THIN
I HAVE TO BREAK THROUGH!
I HAVE THE POWER, JUST BREAK THOUGH THE WALLS, TEAR DOW THE HOUSE
I HAVE TO GO OUTSIDE AND STAND IN THE SUN, LET THE WIND BLOW THEW MY HAIR
THE DAY IS MINE, MY JOURNEY UNTRAVELLED LIES BEFORE MY LIKE THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD
SOMETIMES THE ROAD OF MY LIFE IS PAVED WITH PIECES OF MY BROKEN HEART
I HAVE TO TREAD SLOWLY AND SOFTLY UNTIL I REACH THE OTHER SIDE
I FEEL SO ALONE, LIKE NOBODY CARES.
THE THREAD IS UNSPOOLED, THE MAP HAS BEEN MARKED AND THE PAPER HOUSE IS LEFT IN SHREDS.
ILL FIND THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE AND SHE'LL BE LUCKY TO HAVE MET ME!
LIKE IM ISOLATED
LOCKED IN A WINDOWLESS ROOM
DARK, NO LIGHT, EMPTY
THE WALLS CLOSING IN
ROBBING ME OF MY COMFORT
SUFFOCATING, I SEE NO EXIT
TRAPPED, FRANTIC, HOPELESSS
IS IT AN OPTICAL ILLUSION?
THE WALLS ARE PAPER THIN
I HAVE TO BREAK THROUGH!
I HAVE THE POWER, JUST BREAK THOUGH THE WALLS, TEAR DOW THE HOUSE
I HAVE TO GO OUTSIDE AND STAND IN THE SUN, LET THE WIND BLOW THEW MY HAIR
THE DAY IS MINE, MY JOURNEY UNTRAVELLED LIES BEFORE MY LIKE THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD
SOMETIMES THE ROAD OF MY LIFE IS PAVED WITH PIECES OF MY BROKEN HEART
I HAVE TO TREAD SLOWLY AND SOFTLY UNTIL I REACH THE OTHER SIDE
I FEEL SO ALONE, LIKE NOBODY CARES.
THE THREAD IS UNSPOOLED, THE MAP HAS BEEN MARKED AND THE PAPER HOUSE IS LEFT IN SHREDS.
ILL FIND THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE AND SHE'LL BE LUCKY TO HAVE MET ME!