Am I alive
Or am I dead?
Living in this Kennel
This old dog lives with dread.
They spend your money and tell you where and when you can go.
Your insanity is their Broadway Show.
Grab your popcorn
Grab your Lecture Books...
This time I am a broken actor.
One less entertainer
For your satis-factor
I tried to shine
But you refused to let me glow
I was a plant with no sun
How was I supposed to grow?
You have never had the time for me
Now you have one less jester in your court.
I refuse to live in this kennel
This old dog shall bite you if you come near
As I break
I have no fear
As this animal shall rightfully run free.