I wonder why so many
people nowadays
seem so out of place
with their merry smiles.

"It's that time of the year again!"
somebody nearby yells,
and bells rang by the stale street.
It's that time of the year, again...

A silver spiral leaves my mouth
spit hits the concrete ground
two greys now form a bound
abusive and it sticks.

The same old slogans, with
the same old tunes
greet me on my way,
it's that time of the day
filled with cheerful faces
and lovely couples.

Almost home, my eyes gazed
the blinding globes on every house
colorful light shows around the street
shrouded by smoke from every fireplace.

All that went to waste
when my feet stepped
through the depths
of my cage,
and the world was painted grey.

Many decorations passed my sight
outside, when I roamed tamed
I'll decorate my wall as well
with myself, hanging down
beside the dimming light.

But the world smiled to me today
and I turned my back
the world smiled to me today
I'll smile back...

And with my silent, final frown
my barely opened, smiling mouth
drops two drops on the ground
one red
one grey
forever bound.