-In this room-

In this room I lie
under my sheets is where I hide.
All alone I cry
tossing and turning side by side.

Now I ask myself the question
that torments everyone's mind
a question which has many lessons
but they're all so very hard to find.

Why am I trapped in this room?
Why am I doomed to this life?
Why are things running so soon?
Why is everything played with strife?

Afraid to look to the light
Will I be burned? Will I be left behind?
Afraid to live, forced to fight
but if I don't I'll be left behind.
Then I'll be stuck
forever in this room where I lie.

By, Ana F.
Date: 13/Oct/04
Time: 10am

I like it, how I write it fits with what I was feeling at the time and am kind of still feeling...