I am always alone
Never with another
I built this wall on my own
Trying to run for cover
I keep away from outside
I live in constant fear
So I cower and hide
Life is dropping bombs out there
When the smoke clears, I walked among the debris
I see the mother's tears
Her hungry child on her knee
I asked her why she's crying
In this Land of the Free?
Sad eyes looked to me replying
"Is it free? It is hard to see...
My child is hungry
She has no food
No one will help me
Why should I brighten my mood?!"
"Run" she said, "Back to solitude...
Because Life is dropping bombs out here
And God forbid one falls on you "