I have one page to go
I'll wait till it snows

Oh I see
I live near the tropical seas

One page is blank
My arms are weak

My eyes are like lit candles
Burning since last week

They feel soggy
Like a chicken nugget left to stay
Or like my fingers when I swim

Sometimes I'd go deep

like the greed of some politicians and businessmen

or shallow

Like the foolish actions evil people do

It is time to sleep,
I will go
Leave me be