I sit in this hole
A hole so small
Yet it fits me perfectly.
It surrounds me to my peak
Covering my body
And clouding my mind
From what I must see.
I cannot seem to reach out
And nothing will grasp me
Nothing wants to take me
Nothing could care less about me.
This hole is my home
I cannot get out
No one can get in.
That 's how it will be
Until my life takes lead.
So I sit and wait
Wait for my turn leave
Maybe to fly
Maybe to die.
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