Thoughts and Stuff

Origin

I say
Por que
Nothing ever goes my way
Today
I may
Kill the character I portray
Soy muerto
I go slow
I am a worm
In your garden
The way I squirm
I beg your pardon
I'm invisible
Under the ground
I am cynical
I don't make a sound
Surrounded by flowers
Beautiful colors
I'm only a coward
To my dutiful brothers