I patiently asked.... But my answers were not answered....
As i sit under the shed drinking a hunters I layed all my motives Under My heart racin.... that's A sound of a thunder
Who am I? Asked my father The answers i got.... Deviates from one another.... I thought of me and I But they was the other.... My self Hidden behind the shelf Taking orders like an elf Pointy ears Strange fears I heard All in my head