• IN MY WORLD

    The sky would be green and the grass would be blue.

    Everyone and noone would know what we knew.

    The water would burn, the fire would cool.

    I would be perfect, and you the fool.

    Life would be death, and death would be life.

    To exist in a world without quarrell and strife.

    Love would not exist, only a thought.

    Hate would be spread, and anger taught.

    A place of confusion, and fun no doubt.

    Where the devil runs free, to skip about.

    Poison would be served, like medicine for the ill.

    No more doctors, and not another pill.

    The moon would warm, and the sun would freeze.

    A bullet in the head, taken with ease.

    The streets of blood would be a pleasant site.

    Locked in a room of completely white.

    So here I am, in a world of my own.

    In my head, all alone.