Hole in my Head

Kind of Shel Silversteinesque in my mind.

I wish I was dead,

No more brains in my head,

And no more pain in my soul,

If I was dead,

With no brains in my head,

I assume, in my head, there’s a hole.

There’d be brains on the wall,

And brains in the hall,

And the silence would take its toll,

But I’d be put to good use,

As a place for a spruce,

Or a good place to put your pet mole.

Author's Note

Kinda Morbid but I made this in middle school so bleh.