Four

Alone again

In here I stand

Hey wall hey pen

Will you be my friend?

I carved a world

From line to line

In this wonderland

I made a friend

We sang a song

We danced along

We cracked some jokes

We drank some cokes

I lifted my lids

Such blurry sight

Two angry clowns

Were in a fight

The looked at me

Eyebrows down

They screamed and shouted

With ugly frown

They slammed the door

Shattered glass on the floor

Alone again

In here I stand

I picked one up

I leaked my finger

I drip it in a cup

I took my painter

That's on my bed

I started to colour

My wonderworld red

Old poem. That's why it sucks.

- wolf