MY MIND IS RESTLESS I'VE USED UP EVERY OUTLET (my pens are running out of ink my notebooks are filled up my friends are all asleep and either way they refuse to listen) IT'S GETTING BAD AGAIN CAN YOU HEAR ME THROUGH THIS PRISON I'M TRAPPED INSIDE A BOX NO ONE BUT ME CAN SEE THERE IS NO SUNLIGHT I CANNOT SEE BUT THEY CANNOT PERCEIVE SO WHO IS THE ONE MORE BLIND I'M DRAWING BLOOD WHEN I WAS ASSIGNED ROSE BLOSSOMS I'M SURE THEY CAN BOTH BE TREATED THE SAME I SUPPOSE THEY'RE BOTH THE SIGN OF NEW LIFE (my mind is gone how can that make sense i cannot see they cannot perceive) I AM LOST IN A MAZE ONLY I CAN SEE ALL THEY PERCEIVE IS A MADWOMAN/YOUNG LADY/JUST A CHILD ROAMING EVERYWHERE TRYING TO FIND ESCAPE (escape from what i cannot believe i need rescue and yet and yet) AND YET I DO NOT NEED RESCUE BECAUSE I CAN PERCEIVE WHEN THEY CANNOT I AM RUNNING OUT OF BLOODINKNOTEBOOKPAPERFRIENDSTIME DO NOT TOUCH TOXIC IF INGESTED CONTACT YOUR LOCAL POISON CONTROL BECAUSE I WILL INFILTRATE YOUR BLOODSTREAM AND GOD KNOWS WHAT I'LL GET UP TO IN THERE YOU ARE JUST A LABYRINTH I'LL FIND MY WAY OUT EVENTUALLY HOW DID THIS BECOME A LOVEDEATHTRAGEDY POEM OR IS IT COMEDY I LAUGH IN THE FACE OF DEATHLOVETRAGEDY AND YET I AM SUCH SHOULD I LAUGH AT MYSELF OR DOES THAT MAKE ME MAD OR SIMPLY MADDER (or simply a comedy) EITHER WAY THEY'RE LOCKING ME UP AND THROWING AWAY THE KEY (god save us all the key to life is) WHICH IS SEEMINGLY A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION GO HOME FOLKS NONE OF THIS IS REAL (or is it) SHUT UP (or is it) SHUT IT (OR IS IT WHICH IS REAL) and which isn't (WHO KNOWS ALL I KNOW IS I MUST LEAVE) I HAVE A LABYRINTH TO DECODE