I don't know... Am I insane? Strange things calm me Strange thought fill me. Each object speaks Each soul had a different scent to reek. Why am I beginning to rhyme? Another thing, I don't know why It's just another habit mother said But who knows, I think I'm already dead. I'm not troubling for a blurb Does this Rhyme explain it.. I don't know how to frame it... It's a pain But if fits It's annoying But it clicks Can't you see what I'm trying to say? I'm different from you in every way So the darkness may fulfil me Even though it may kill me Tick tock It's a clock Once it stops The world will flop Our hearts will die The doomsday is nigh Just let the clock tock Save us from tick Tick tock If it stops Goodbye world I'll miss you all. If I'm insane You might deny But to my chagrin The rumours will fly My persona will worsen To the flocks of the person Who leads them all The girl with the short skirt And the boy almost bald Don't you know them? The spreaders of news The tormenters of pain The bringers of blue That add to the gain. They may all know My little secret So I put it out here So no one can keep it.
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