🎤Girl Singing
[Gently blows a bubble]
Who are you? Who am I?
This is the land of broken minds.
[Seems lost in starring at the bubble, only continuing when it pops]
Few come in, for few come near;
All the voices whisper here.
[Kneels on the grass, staining her dress, but she takes no notice]
Welcome to my paradise, nothing left to fear;
Insanity is twisted here.
[Runs her fingers through the blades of grass]
Fragmented reality takes it's toll;
This land is gold.
[Looks off far away, until an attendant walks up]
The ties of my insanity, they chain and bind;
Welcome to the land of broken minds.
[She is led inside, oblivious to the world, caught up in her own fantasies]
YOU ARE READING
Music of Life
PoesíaThis is a book of songs and poems that I've written, and the theatrical versions of them that I think it would be. Hope you enjoy!
