four
walls
five
miss
calls
every
night
you
going
out
to fulfill
the drought
in your
heart
everything
is all
good
till
you start
the walk
from
your
front
door
too your
bed
room
going
too feeling
like
June
to feeling
like
a tomb
you
know
that
no one
can
be the
same
and no
one can
say
your
name
the
way
I did