Darkroom

You cling to yourself in that room, hug your knee to your chest.
Waiting for someone to save you from that dark room.
An empty room that exist nothing but you and the darkness.
You wait. And hope.

Yet blaming everyone.

Do you know why that door would never be opened?
    Cause you lock the door by your own hands.
    With keylock hides under your own hands.
    When they knock it on to reach your hands,
    You just block your ears with both your hands.

Yet blaming everyone.

That door that separates light and darkness, only can be opened from inside.
You must change yourself, only then your fate can be changed.