Sunday, September 21, 2008

Of Mice and Men

Finding your place amidst the crowd
I speak soft, they want me loud
Its not me they will be getting
No use later, don't want you regretting
Force me to change and I will not change
Call it whatever, call it "sweet revenge"
Can't seethe like fire and crawl like a mouse
Soon you will be all alone in the house
A mouse that crawls and a human that walks
The mouse will squeak and human will talk
No, never!
I've seen mice and their sad faces as well
As if they are wanting something to tell
Its not the tale of cheese or bread
Its not the tale of shredding a thread
Its surely the somber tell of how,
They became mice but can't escape now
They became mice and can do nothing now

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