Ubi Sum?

Where is the laughter, the bright child running free?
Where is the child, in the embrace of a family?
Where is the family, now broken and blamed?
Not here, no longer. Not since the Games.

Where is the entertainment that they enjoy so much?
Where is the enjoyment, and the root of such?
Where is the root of these lies and claims?
Not here, never was. Not in the Games.

Where am I, trembling from cold?
Where is the cold, from within is it controlled?
Where am I, no longer controlling my flames?
I am here, in the dark. Here in the Games.