I Have Often Been Downcast, But Never

But I've Slammed The Door To My Inner Self; If He Ever Wants To Force The Lock Again, He'll Have To Use A Harder Crowbar!

Everyone Thinks I'm Showing Off When I Talk, Ridiculous When I'm Silent, Insolent When I Answer, Cunning When I Have A Good Idea, Lazy When I'm Tired, Selfish When I Eat One Bite More Than I Should.

Outside, You Don't Hear A Single Bird, And A Deathly, Oppressive Silence Hangs Over The House And Clings To Me As If It Were Going To Drag Me Into The Deepest Regions Of The Underworld.... I Wander From Room To Room, Climb Up And Down The Stairs And Feel Like A Songbird Whose Wings Have Been Ripped Off And Who Keeps Hurling Itself Against The Bars Of Its Dark Cage.

I... Keep Trying To Find A Way To Become What I'd Like To Be And What I Could Be If... If Only There Were No Other People In The World.

Where There Is Hope...there Is Life