I sing, I dance, I hear laughter from children. I can't cry, I lost that a long time ago. Memories of a man with a knife in a security guards outfit terrified me. Every night I face them, but they're not the man that ended my life. So I try to get rid of them anyway, even if it results with death. I can't let anymore kids like myself die like that.
Night comes by again and I attack with other kids such as myself with robotic bodies like I do. All we want is to leave. No matter how many times we break we still can't move on! I want to move on, I want to see my parents again. People find us amusing, but what's so funny in being stuck in purgatory. You can't move on, you don't know what to do to get out of it!
I want to cry so bad, I want someone to hold me again and tell me everything will be alright. Please, tell me everything will be alright. Tell me that my parents are here and know it's me. Even if it's a lie, I just want comfort. I just want to go back to my family.
