When I'm feeling tired She pushed food through the door And I crawl towards the crack of light Sometimes I can't find my way Newspapers spread around Soaking all that they can A cleaning is due again --a good hosing down
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
Black windows of paint I scratched with my nails I see others just like me Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the older ones They point in my way They come with a flash of light And take my family away
And very later I have learned to Accept some friends of ridicule My whole existence is for your amusement And that is why I'm here with you! To take you with me You're right Nirvana
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