I want you to be sure
that you can meet my elephant.
He's very shay but you
are nice enough for him to glow.

Don't be afraid this mood
is not exactly permanent.
I'm like a walking zombie
carcass lying in my bed.

It's not decease
that I want you to understand.
It's just a massive pressure
making screaming mind to bend.

My weeping tissues
wan't to sleep inside a coffee cup.
New expectation from the past
are truly tricky ones.

I heard that motivation
comes if someone cares for me.
But I'm transparent to the world
and I he can not see.

My pure desire for the wrong
come visit me inside.
You'll find there butterflies and mold
hybrided with a child.