Jake

Having no friends make me sad, Even if days go bad, With nobody around, No one to play with me, A bee stung me, As the pain glides through my soul, As my body burns like coal, I have to cry to, leave the pain out As I scream through my jaws, Asking for help, With nobody around, To look far out, If I go out, I won’t be able to fine my way in, As they covered the exit,full of sadness, With no way in, With no space full of happiness, I will stay locked out, With my soul covered in coal