I've been far away from home.
I wonder when had I roam,
Was I blown away like a foam,
Cause in this world I feel like a gnome.
But oh well, let's just play,
Might as well stray,
Towards that bright ray,
That to me it betrayed.
And so I begin to wander,
Around and around I ponder,
Till that hollow border,
Where I became a monster.
Hey is anyone out there?
Please keep me away from this flare,
and grant me the pleasure of air,
Forgive me and may you spare.
But no. the monster grew,
Obliged and I flew,
From the beautiful loam,
And away from home.
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC
I've been far away from home.
I wonder when had I roam,
Was I blown away like a foam,
Cause in this world I feel like a gnome.
But oh well, let's just play,
Might as well stray,
Towards that bright ray,
That to me it betrayed.
And so I begin to wander,
Around and around I ponder,
Till that hollow border,
Where I became a monster.
Hey is anyone out there?
Please keep me away from this flare,
and grant me the pleasure of air,
Forgive me and may you spare.
But no. the monster grew,
Obliged and I flew,
From the beautiful loam,
And away from home.
