• What has gone wrong?
    This world has just gotten smaller.
    The people are running, screaming, and crying.
    My heart is aching with a pain that can't seem to be replaced.
    My hands are cold and shaking.
    I feel as cold as the dead.
    The air is full of whispers.
    This mystery.
    It scares me to death.
    I guess I'll never know.
    And as I lie cold and dead,
    I still will never know,
    What made the world like this.