A world where every thought is heard
I think about you, dirty thoughts
You would laugh and giggle
Where are you?
The trees under my feet are insecure
The little man screams every time I move
The trees branches sway in tune with the song that is playing
A sweet lullaby that is weighing me down
A world where every thought is projected
I think about you, funny moments
You would deny every word you say
Where are you?
The silly grass is eaten by hungry bears
The little man clings to my legs
Begging me to turn away
Saying a torment is coming
A world where possibilities are endless
I create you
You stare dead
Where are you?
The face I’ve given you doesn’t seem to smile
The little man cries and runs in horror
The body I have given you doesn’t respond to my touch
The torment is here washing away my image of you
Where are you?
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