I have locked them up,

far, far away,

in a tower

that reached passed the clouds.

I threw away the key,

created a wall,

with no doors,

so no one can reach them.

I cannot reach them myself,

but sometimes I think that I should try,

that I should let them free,

that I should let them live.

But it pains me,

just to even think,

or speak of them,

that sometimes I cry.

And when I cry,

I cannot explain why,

But that I felt the need,

as one broke free.

The others escape,

I cannot let them get far,

They'll hurt someone else,

they've already hurt me!

They're getting to close to humans!

they must not make contact,

because it will be the end of me

if anyone where to see them.

I have locked them up,

far, far away,

in a tower

that reached passed the clouds.