Melancholia V2

Welcome to this melancholic town,

she said with a spaced out stare that said everything.

Without anything at all,

But the expression on her face told a tale about the place.



I couldn't run,

And all of the etchings on the walls,

Suggested there'd been no apparent leisure here at all.



You've got a problem,

When you've got nowhere to hide,

And the walls that surround you,

Are the ones you've been assigned.



Furthermore I'd been talked of here inside,

Before I'd even known I was going to arrive,

I smelt sabotage and treason in the air,

Men in uniform told me what to think and what to wear.



I was trapped inside the body of a beast,

I screamed and gnawed the inside with the edges of my teeth.



You've got a problem,

When you've got nowhere to hide,

And the walls that surround you,

Are the ones you've been assigned.