Less It's Over
I brushed my teeth
After morning meal
I used colorless language
To describe how i feel today
I recall a
Glimpse of the sun
High above me
Through the wire glass
I recall a
Time when i would run
Before they took
My reason away
Let me lie
Use my device
Of disguise
Let me lie still
I look at the wall
And practice my face of innocence
A knife from a nail
To measure my strength against
Again
I recall the
Sharp smell of gasoline
Burning brightly
Enlightening me
Now i'm stuck here
And i flip through magazines
In the waiting room
Of my memory
