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.)