Trapped this side of the looking glass
When beyond that mirror lies so much more.
But all I can see is an image of me
With sad, tired eyes
An evil shadowed disguise.
I want to walk in wonderland
And I wonder why I can’t.
Down the rabbit hole
And off with my head.
I want to live the dreams
That greet me in bed.
So what if this life goes up in flames.
So what if they deem me insane.
Who are they to say that
When their lives are an empty suicide-
A soft death to the mind.
So what if I hear voices in my head.
So what if I’d rather talk to them instead.
Who are they to judge that
When all they talk to are talking heads
Yes men already dead.
I want to walk in wonderland
And I wonder why I can’t.
Down the rabbit hole
And off with my head.
I want to live the dreams
That greet me in bed.
Make my smile all they can see
As I fade from mediocrity.
I’m not doing the 9-5, 5-9.
I will not waste my mind, waste my time.
Whether my life ends up great or small
I will not (cannot) waste it all.
I will not take the pills they give.
Beyond that looking glass, I’m fixing to live.