Sitting small

Sitting small, feeling hollow
I can barely swallow
Sitting small, try to crawl
I cannot fall

Sitting small in a hall full
of grotesqe wonder
Afraid to stand, to run and
plan a way to break free of this blunder

Sitting small not to be seen
God donot forsake me
Mistake made in haste
Unkowning of the fate, now left in this place

Sitting small i have no wonder
For now the furture holds only uncertain horror