I wake up now,
and I'm in a dark room,
I look around peering,
the noise still counts to my doom
Can't move my arms,
they are trapped,
and by a number I am marked,
in this institution
They have came up to a conclusion,
That I am not sane,
But they are wrong and I am right,
This was the noise of pain
and as crazy as they say I am
They are going to feel my pain... |