Round and round I spin
on this obtuse carousel
When will this turmoil end
it's impossible to tell.

Here I sit bound beneath
this blue but shackled sky
I sit and wonder why.

On and on it lingers
the heat of my surrounds
but there is nowhere to retreat
no refuge to be found.

I just want to be far away
from the horrors I have seen
escape to a place I can be free.

Can someone please tell me
Where am I going?
How long will I be here?

Through and through it pulses
my broken beating heart
Until arteries grant leave
life, love and blood depart.

What is life here?
Where is my family?
Please hear my desperate plea.
Please hear my desperate plea.