Dark and quiet
Still as can be
Yet I can feel you laughing at me
Children told
That they’re not up to par
Everyones taking it way to far
Trying to solve
Trying to riddle
Sure, go ahead
Get out your tiny fiddle
A world away,
Only half imagined
It hurts half as worse
But still more than you can fathom
- October 8
- , 2010
