In a place of madness Home to creatures full of sadness Lays a girl upon the asylum floor Her heart is open and full of sores
Deep inside she tries to hide From all the things that make her cry Inside this dark emotional hell Where she's driven mad, and can't excel to keep her edged upon sanity Thus ridding compassion for all humanity.
Strewn out a twisted make believe land Where everyone’s happiness has been banned.. But if she looks around There to be spotted upon the ground A helping choice To help rid these feelings and rejoice
A nibble of the shroom To rid the thoughts of bitter gloom And make all things so grand Take a bite and you’ll understand How hatters and hares may jubilee To unbirthdays, that brings such glee
There she will be happy I do say With bottled feelings gone and at bay I think poor Alice felt rather small Now she seems to be rather 10 feet tall.
Faeteeth · Sun Mar 11, 2007 @ 05:38am · 0 Comments |