the emerald albatross
totem of time
grows from the ground
it falls from the sky
over our heads it flies
but they're trying -
to keep us down
all now seen as lies
im not a human
im going underground
running to a place
where i know ive found
where i can find my pace
and muffle out the sound
of sirens and cries and tv songs
im not like any of you
ill admit it
ive known this all along