Locked away in a cell, a little cell, where the ground is below me, and theirs no wall to protect me, when the wind blows I feel every ******, when the rain falls I feel every wet drop, when the snow falls I feel nothing but pain, I feel cold, not freezing from the outside, but cold on the inside like I have nothing there I'm hollow like a log, but on the outside everything freezes but me and my spot, it's spring oh the warmth, how I wish I could enjoy it, I remember way back when I used to make leaf piles and jump in, and then make them again then jump back in, and kept doing that till it was time to eat, but after I Ate I did it again and again and again until it was time for bed, as I'm trapped those are the only thoughts that me from doing totally insane and just say one day I GIVE UP, those memories gives me hope that one day I will get out, I will break free, but for right now it's hot, now I long for as breeze, even at night it's blazing, ever time I see the sun come up I long for, confess something, all my regrets, once I said I regret not finding love, because now that's what I long for, for someone to hold me, kiss me, tell me they love, but that will never happen because deep down I know the truth, I know, that I'm going to be stuck in this trap for the rest of my life, how ironic don't you think