rainbow colored lines

The jail or the castle?
in the mist my
house is upside down
there is no space for me in life

sunbeams in my window are
weaving rainbow colored lines in my
cigarette’s smoke
i need wind for my silent melody
i think i will
make it clean cause the
man outside had lost his hat and
i leave him alone crying it’s
too bad for him i’m
afraid of getting out


blehh. i dunno, ask me if it really bother you.