I seek to achieve the escape,
This maze full of curls and whirls,
No light to see,
This Labyrinth provokes a sentiment,
A lack of home, a lack of belonging,
I seek to achieve liberty,
Yet here I lay,
In these monochrome streams,
Crying will only add to the flood.

I dream of flowers.

Nothing here is fatal,
Yet here most tears are shed,
Most cries become echos,
And the most pain is felt,
But there is no one here,
Except me.

I feel like I'm their piano,
They force silhouettes into my eyes,
And dark thoughts into my head,
It seems that liberation is the only option.

But this is my home,
I have been here forever,
I must not leave now,
The creation of these shadows,
Would all be for nothing.

There are so many coins.

But it doesn't change anything,
I'm staying in This Labyrinth,
Because the colour outside,
Is too much.