My mind works as it has been trained to—
With logic, rhyme and reason.
But the world is an extremely silly place,
And I cannot expect any of these things.
The darkest voice calls to me from within,
And I try to ignore it, to distract myself.
I try to quiet my mind, to shroud it and keep it
from whispering its cruel realities to me.
Cover my ears with your hands and protect me
like an umbrella from the torrent
of rain that only falls to me.