• Have you ever been trapped in a room,
    and it felt like a cell block?
    Watching the walls,
    as the clock goes tick tock.

    The white walls turn gray,
    as your hope begins to fade.
    You try and break out,
    but the walls are newly made.

    Your fists pummel the wall,
    then you start to mope.
    Tears stinging your eye's now,
    as you finally loose hope.