Roses are my enemies
They deceive me
Trees look like knifes
The sky is not that nice
I have been there
More than twice
The grass looks like
A swamp i keep falling in
Keep falling in
And all the people:
They hate me like unwanted grapes
They throw me out
To the street
And cars run over me
But they don't hurt
It is the ground
It spins me all around
Till a whorl-pool appears
It makes a hole
The hole ha knifes
Holding myself
For my life
I scream and yell
But no one hears a thing
So I am killed
And i die
But it is not over yet
I have not defeated the
TIGER
but i am a
LION
So i wake up
And my all night nightmare
Is over
Till tonight
When it starts over