The Shelter

Sad...

Hopeless hopefuls

They don't know why

They will suffer 'til they die

They only think two things

Nourishment and attention

It is their world until, suddenly,

They want out

There will always be pain

They will never be free

Take a look at the small ones

Confused, blocked, defeated, scarred

Look at the kids

They can't stop looking at you

See the moms and dads

They are insane

They are already dead

Whoever did this

Has no regard

For their consciousness

His dreams will remind him of that