Seven long months have passed.

I hear those voices far above.

Those people who I know not of.

Within this dark place I do live.

Will I always be stuck here?

 Someone sings to soothe.

But all I want is to be out.

And free from all this stuff I’m in.

Some much time has passed.

With nothing being done to aid

such lonely time alone.

Will no one come to help me out?

The person who had sung to me

is one who yells “the time is now!”

Suddenly I see a light!

My time has finally come!