Shut in a box
White clean walls around
There s no exit doors
No one would come inside
Walls are drawing in

Incarcerated in a cage
For a show, an entertainment.
There s no boredom, only loneliness.
Unloved, uncared, left to entertain
Fear and sadness dance together
In the danse macabre.

But fear not,
the Sun will shine again
The birds will return to sing Happiness
And lovers will find each other again
Will reach hand to hand and lips to lips
Like the story goes
To hope is to live.