The Hall

The spiders with their cobwebs spinning the lives of the children who die,
I had a price tag hanging over my head it said l,000 and red,
The shadows on the wall seemed to scream and told me to leave,but all i could do was dream,
The ghosts stood before me ignoring me,
All i could do was stand behind and say i had no mind,
All i did was forget and my memories seemed to rot and not get fit,
All i ever did was cry it seemed i should have tried to lie!