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Is it for me or is it for them He wonders why he is here Here in the diamond mine Has no one yet noticed he’s just a rock? What the diamonds must say, “He doesn’t even belong in a coal mine” So if just a rock why does he not go? Why does he remain in this open door prison? When it is so easy to leave To get up and go To walk out the door Of this open door prison Is it for him or is it for them Those who’ve put food in my stomach and a roof over my head He wonders what they’d do if he left this open door prison If he went for the exit and never looked back Would anyone care for more than a day? BUT NO, he knows he must stay whatever the pain Because he knows what awaits On the other side of the door So for now he’ll sit their and wait Gritting his teeth for the 3:00 bell
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