Dark and Deep and Cold

The Woods are dark and deep and cold
And this place I call my home.
I walk for miles and days on end
Where nothing ever happens is where my life begins.

The Streets are lit and still so cold
The stares I get with emotion hold
Hate and misunderstanding in glorious amounts
But their thoughts they won't pronounce.
It makes me sad and sick to see
An idiot gets accepted more quickly than me.
Just because I have this face, this love, no Gods
But they're better than me because they are frauds.

The Woods are dark and deep and cold
And through my hair the wind will blow.
She tells me all the things I need
To know in life I will succeed.
Because the Wood is my home
And this adventure my Love.

The Streets are lit and still so cold
Surrounded by humans secrets untold
To tell the truth I do not know
If I'm comfortable calling this world my home.
The brain of a human has many uses
But normally it's lying and creating excuses
For why it kills and cheats and steals

The Woods are dark and deep and Cold
And this place I call my home.
Through my hair the wind will blow
And where I belong I shall always know.