roaming around for hours and still can't figure why After living here for over twenty years, I still get lost inside. It's not exactly dark in here,
I usually can see; And even still I bump into things ... or they bump into me. It's not the size or breadth ... this place is actually quite small.
And still there are occasions when I end up lost here in this hall. The walls around me barren, the windows barred down tight So how did I
get myself into this room of black and white? And how do I now exit? Perhaps that question's answer is more pertinent to hone. I guess I'll
just sit here in quiet contemplation ... for who knows how long I'll be lost here in my own home.
