Head of a Hare

This where
I go.
This disguise
Is all I have.
Staring out the glass
And I see this reflection.
And I don't like it no.
And I don't want to see it.
And I don't recognize
And I don't want to see...
I can't wake up
So I run away
And I ran away again.
This homeless mess I am.



Credits
Writer(s): Mary Mortem
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