I see you
Standing there
Tall, huge, massive
And I am all the way down here, on the ground
dammned by you
Gate of hell
I spend my nights waiting for someone to come THROUGH YOU
BUT WHY IS IT YOU NEVER LET ANYONE IN?
Why is it that I keep waiting for that someone
But that someone never comes
Who is that someone? Who am I?
The day will come where I will still be down here, small
And you up there, massive
Making fun of me
In the end we are not so different you and I
We do have one thing in common
We are both empty. Empty as we were. Empty as we’ll always be.
