• so many things kept inside of me
    locked away and out of reach
    the phantom thoughts within my mind
    from which I have no place to hide
    trapped by my darkest depressions
    I reach out for a new direction
    but noones there to grab my hand
    I must be too much for them to stand
    so here I fall, alone I wait
    on this empty wooden crate
    hoping someone will rescue me
    but there's no chance of that from what I see
    inside I call, forever I wait
    will they come before it's too late?
    alone in here I wait for you
    to say these words: I love you too