Papercuts- Nirvana

When my feeding time,

She pushed food through the door.

I crawl towards the cracks of light.

Sometimes I can't find my way.

Newspapers spread around.

Soaking all that they can.

A cleaning is due again

;A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maternal love for

Cannot look me in the eyes.

But I see hers and they are blue.

And they **** and twist and **********!

I said so(x3)


Black windows of paint,

I scratched with my nails.

I see others just like me.

Why do they not try to escape?

They bring out the older ones.

They point at my way.

The older ones come with lights.

And take my family away.

And very later I have learned

To accept some friends of ridicule.

My whole existence is for your amusement.

And that is why I'm here with you!

to take you

with me to

your eyes are blue

Relief to



TheWanderingSupertramp TheWanderingSupertramp
26-30, M
Feb 21, 2010