Trapped
I searched the paths, the endless trails,
no matter how hard I tried I always failed.
Though the reasons changed,
the seach went on,
to find the answers that lie inside.
The answers changed,
never remained the same,
yes and no,
no and yes,
until the day i found the room.
The room was small,
just enough room for me,
and suddenly it was all clear,
I thought there was no more to fear.
How wrong I was...
Now I am trapped inside a room,
while answers bury me alive.
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I must be cruel only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.
William Shakespeare