In my world there is no place to hide.
In my world it is dark and cold.
In my world there is hatred and rage, then love.
In my world I am hurt and scared.
In my world I wish I had the key.
If I had the key, I could lock the doors and keep out the dark, cold, hatred and rage out.
Then maybe in my world i would be scared or hurt.
Then maybe in my world everything will be bright and warm; Filled with love and happiness; Then there would be no need to hide.
