In the corner of the room
I see a white canvas
A blank space in my mind
Ready to be filled with ideas
My voices whisper to me
Can you see him?
Can you see him?
Can you see him?
Can you see him?
Can you see him?
Do you feel him?
Do you feel him?
Do you feel him?
Do you feel him?
Do you feel him?
Can you sense him?
Can you sense him?
Can you sense him?
Can you sense him?
Can you sense him?
Is he breathing?
Is he okay?
Am I worried?
Should I help him?
Or should I hurry?
Should I live?
Or should I die?
Should I end him ?
Oh Should I?
Is there a solution
To my problem
What to do?
Is there someone
In the corner
Of the dark
And lonely room
