The beauty of the forest is seen through their eyes,

Their wonderful thoughts are all a disguise,

Their hearts are all made up of stone,

They scare you when your alone,

The sinister feeling, the deep vibes inside,

Nowhere to run, no place to hide,

This horrid place that you are now in,

Is seen real clearly and all of sin,

Never break free from these bars ahead,

Your opponents are all now dead,

Always alone and always here,

Noone to love and insecure,

Always here and home you’ll never find,

This awful place inside of your mind…

Written By Jennifer Marchetti