Trapt

In a prison of glass

Nothing ever changes in here

I go through life slowly

I see things through the glass that intrigue me

Make me wonder, and yearn, and love

But soon those things fade away

And I am left wondering if they were really all that great

Or if its just my need for something more

That makes me see them that way

But I go on

Living as best I can

And wait for the small bits the outside throws in

That keep me alive

(Dedicateed to my beta Merlin who inspired me when I was upset.)