If you read this letter, please mail this to my family.
I'm confused, afraid, I feel lost.
Someone told me this place is my new home.
But where are my grown children!
As the sun rises early of the morning.
I wake up to find me holding you tight to my side.
You remind me of a sweet smelling rose.
You wear my favorite perfume.
I remember mom and dad holding me
In their strong arms.
Even though I was only a child back then. Now I count steel bars and lonely days.
I remember time pasted, as tears roll down my face
My heart beats, you don't care.
I cry you don't hear me.
I hiccup, you don't care.
I move around and stretch. But for your selfish own ways,