• I am the mouse in the maze

    I wounder where it ends, this feeling of betrayal.

    I hear the laughs and taunts of those around me

    I see the burdening walls called life binding my every move.

    I am the mouse in the maze

    I pretend i know where I'm going, but I'm just walking in circles

    I feel as if the maze is somewhat inescapable.

    I touch the walls, wanting a way out

    I worry that I'm trapped, for now and all eternity.

    I cry in sorrow as your laugh joins the others

    I am the mouse in the maze

    I understand the pain of those in despair

    I say to myself "Things happen for a reason" but then i turn and walk away.

    I dream of the day that I'm out of that maze called life

    I try to go through it without pain but it is impossible

    I hope not to be a frog in a well, never know anything but the sky above and the walls around him. Never truly knowing what it feels like to fly.

    I am the mouse in the maze.