Is it raining outside?
Or are the sunrays adorning the sight?
Who is out there?
And what are they doing?
Someone tell me
I want to know
I am trapped in a dark room
Locked up by an angel
Who broke the key
And walked away
So far that I can’t see her halo
I am trapped alone
Where I can’t tell
Anyone, how I got here
Because I always got a veto
So what is outside those four walls that I am caged in?
What do people do with their lives when they have owned their freedom?
Do people smile?
Do they laugh?
Because sometimes, I hear them from where I am
Is their laughter genuine?
Is there such thing as happiness?
Is there really love?
Or is it a fantasy to fill the emptiness?
Do they cry?
What do they feel?
Are they worm
Or always cold like me?
Maybe one day
I will face the sunlight
Maybe one day
I will walk among those who laugh and smile
Maybe one day
My angel will come back
And maybe one day
She will get me out