Hallways

These walls,
Theese halls,
They hold me back,
Keep me from seeing what I've done,

I tryed
So hard
To say I'm sorry,
Your mind is set, the argument done,

I think,
Perhaps,
You want me gone,
Would reather see me walk away,

You're right,
I think
You're better off,
Perhaps I just don't need to stay,

I stand,
I wait,
A tie hangs loose,
Around my neck it takes it's place,

I look,
The ground
Seems much too far,
For pain and sorrow mask my face,

I walk
One step
And notice that,
Cobwebs hang down from the rafters,

A bug,
A fly,
He's stuck in them,
Hanging there, forever after,

That bug
And I
Have much in common,
Filled with worry, looking down,

But most
Of all
I notice that
Our feet will never touch the ground.