Where is here ?
Who are you ?
Where are the others I met before ?
Without them I am lost, a bit blue.
Why must this be ?
When was I ever free ?
How could I know and from whom ?
Needles, knives, razor sharp thoughts
slice me in two.
Which poison must I drink now ?
What am I not seeing ?
Can my eyes ever be free of
their sadistic master ?
A brain for the body.
A piece of mind for you.