Monday, July 25, 2022

Round Room Rantings

I think I reached the end, not like before, not again
My dreams are gone but the nightmares still remain
The room they've put me in, well it has no corners
Edges are soft, emergency call box is out of order
They say I can't keep silent, or I'm being too quiet
But it's my life, if I'm insane, just keep that private
In my existence, there's only darkness and the rain
I'm aware your views, yes, in your eyes I'm a stain
But DNA and experiences don't equal my being
So think whatever you like, I'll not scream
Just to be what you want me to do or be