i'm writing a poem that might be a song once i'm finished so here it is!!!! ....so far i'm blinded in this hall i'm dead inside can't get out forever stuck in these walls you may say that i'm haunted but i stand with what i've done yes- i have my ghosts,but they mean the most when i'm pushing through my doubts cause even though it kills to leave my pain is NOT what it's about i may not be one too battle true but i now hand in hand i can push through when it comes to helping people i let loose i know i'm small and feeble but i will stay true i will stay with my people