Gollum.
The creature
In the Misty Mountains,
Who wails to be alone.
He’s trapped,
He’s confused,
He’s selfish,
He’s alone.
There is a Gollum inside of us.
Who is trapped by our past actions,
Who is selfish and wants it to be our own,
Who is alone.
Our heart aches without our precious,
But it aches with it in our hands.
We cry for our precious,
But we cry with it.
But the precious doesn’t care.
Doesn’t care about our pain,
About our loneliness,
About us.
There is a Gollum inside of us,
Trapped, confused, selfish.
Who weeps,
To be so alone.
