i like to draw
on a white paper
with my imagination running wild
i always draw dark tunnels

and pretty shadows

or a sad lonely child

i like to draw
with a sharp pencil
with my imagination running wild
i always draw dark corners
and rainy weather
or the many tears i've cried

i like to draw
dark things
with my imagination running wild
i now always draw looming demons
and sharp cliffs
or a calendar which shows the day i died.