Comparing befores and afters
Flipping through ripped pages and chapters
Time kept moving despite my dissatisfaction
People changed despite my lack of action
In recluse my made up home
My personal prison, my imaginary dome
Decorated walls
Finished furnished halls
Where to go is where i stayed
Things too broken, way too frayed
Inviting Visitors instead of getting out
This is now what life is all about
To never leave
Never
Leave