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