I am a green leaf
I am not a flower...

Her barren lands now sit naked
Just the signs of her dimise...

My eyes sweat with exhaustion
I'm battered and badly bruised...

There's monsters in my closet
And underneath my bed...

Beneath the senyru of the maple tree
Are male tainted butterflies lost in love...

It's that chance in a million
Best ever sunrise...

There's a thin line between right and wrong
An open space of opportunity...

Be with me my sweetheart
Where yesterday can't see...

Just when i thought
All would not be...

As I sit here in my plastic dungeon
Locked away from all society...