Storm & Stress
"The Door"

They always smashed the window
or threw the door inside my face
I left, resigned and dead in chest
but kept a thought inside me
outer world can only scratch me
deep inside i've grown so cold
but when people leave everything behind
this world seems so uncontrolled
but when you left everything i had
my world seemed to lose all hope
you walked out the door
there is no memory left