i am like a rat in a trap don't you fucking get near me i will bite your
hand if you reach towards me you can't help me now i don't know who you
are but i have these beautiful sharp teeth i will chew my leg off just
to put a stop to this fucking pain
i am like a clown down your
street dancing keeping you happy i can distract you amuse you keep you
occupied but you can't see my face under paint you don't know what i'm
feeling i am walking off i'm leaving i'm getting out of this
parade
it's over
i am like a lie in my room counting and
pacing the walls i know how many bricks there are stacked up like burning
witches they scream and they cry and finally escape when they die but
i remain here, my jailer waiting for the day when i say