As the day goes by, the pain gets stronger.. I don't know if ill last much longer. Day by day week by week, I'm all alone, i need to roam.. I don't know what to do anymore.. Since the windows closed were the hell is the door? I sit here waiting patently.. The door is locked i need a key.. The key seems very hard to find, when your heart is broken and its put off from your mind.. If only somehow we could freeze time.. i wish this was just a nursery rhyme..