I’m living in my own Wonderland.
A land where I am KING!
A place where I make the rules
And no one can say a thing.
Where the poor have no where to live,
And I have the food.
You most beg to stay alive everyday,
Just to see the sunlight.
Where most people wish to die,
To always see the darkness.
And as I look over my Wonderland,
I no long hold a smile.
For I to,
Wish to die,
And be part of the darkness.
