Can't you just..?Can't you just get off my back?
There's nothing I've done wrong.
But still you jailors are on my track,
And me? I'm running along,
ever hunted, ever haunted,
hollow face thin and gaunt,
Can't you just get off my back?
Can't you ust leave me alone?
I beg and beg again,
Why do you pick me to stone,
and wish to cause me pain?
Always wrong, always dumb,
There's nowhere left to run.
Can't you just leave me alone?
Can't you pick on someone else,
And not always on me?
Go over there, where others dwell,
Who are like you, you see?
Never have hope, never have time,
Each of my words is another mine.
Can't you pick on someone else?
Can't you just piss off and die?
It's getting worse and worse,
To you I may just be small fry,
But the hate is here and it hurts.
So get off my back, leave me alone,
Or soon it may be I,
Who pisses off and dies.
ThoughtsMy thoughts overtake themselves and thus
Come crashing down in a thundering mess,
bright colours, woven by chance,
spinning lights turn and dance,
in a hall, ever fuller, gathering more
guests; as thoughts grow fast,
and die slow, lit up by the moon,
as stars shine, and clouds weave,
and cover the sky,
but nonetheless the stars still shine,
while a rainbow glows,
lit by the sun, while the rain falls,
and then there is the wind that squalls,
for such is the power of the mind,
that does not care for borders and rules,
will it search, so will it find,
striding by the graveled shore,
'neath mountains high,
as the desert passes,
all at the same time.