When I'm feeling tired
She pushed food through the door
Newspapers spread around
And I crawl towards the crack of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
A cleaning is due again
Soaking all that they can The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue And they cock and twist and masturbate
I said so
Nirvana I scratched with my nails
Black windows of paint
I see others just like me
They bring out the older ones
Why do they not try to escape?
They come with a flash of light
They point in my way
And take my family away My whole existence is for your amusement
And very later I have learned to
And that is why I'm here with you!
Accept some friends of ridicule
To take you with me
You're right
Nirvana.
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