..Calling from below

Drowning in this endless well

I can only breath though my memories

The Stronger the pressure gets

The easier i forget

the walls are quite soft

although untouchable

the pressures gets stronger and so i call

"I am in this well, can you hear my call?!"

it's heard a hello from below

dont fly dont worry

i have you in my arms

i will make a vow to you

to create a hope