pain inside my mind;
hope is a disease that diludes me
love is a thrill that eludes me-
I am left behind.

This world is not fair;
peace is a cause that calls me
but stoned is the feel that enthralls me
and still I am bare.

Rain falls like starlight;
the sky, made of smoke that escapes me
towers over as the river shapes me-
I close my eyes and say goodnight.

Sanity in pills;
The morning noises wake me
for afternoon to take me-
the friend caffeine gives morning thrills.

This world is not fair;
peace is a cause that calls me
but stoned is the feel that enthralls me
and still I am bare...
I close my eyes and stare.