i sat down in a place where my blankets met
it seemed like they wanted so disparately to for me to sit
i fell off of a kitchen stool
it laughed at me and said so cruelly
"you, you are not to be fed
you're head is so fat it just might **** you
my reply was "i'd rather be dead
no forced replies, no love, no virtue"

i crawled around 'til my feet let me stand
they were in a deep sleep, then they woke up and said
"your head is closer than your mind, child.
two feet off the ground, you're a beguiled child!
you'll be a king someday! carry us around
we'll be ALIVE, they say.
who cares if we push you down?
we'll be ALIVE, someday."

then, they gave out underneath
i was back to crawl upon my knees.
i tried to jump then changed my plea
i lied alone, no one accompanying me.
they decided to laughed and said so cruelly
"you, you were not made to fly
stay where you belong or it just might **** you"
my reply: "i'm not afraid to die
i've got no faith, few friends, and a body of vice"