Rats and piano jacks,
Everything she loves.
Wishing I could touch her,
Without these cold gloves.

She plays so beautifully,
Can't help but smile.
Thinking of everything,
Tears begin to pile.

Keeping them ****** in,
I drown them in salty sadness.
Wishing I could be what others see,
A dream it always has been.

But I am stuck in time,
So there I rhyme.
Might confess my crime soon,
Don't flee after the boom.
This is what I do to clean my room.
Rats and piano jacks,
When the hell is my nap?