In My Head

Darting silver,
Tarnished red,
Bright pink,
Enclosing green

Can't make sense of all the things
That happen in my dreams.

Don't even try,
It won't make sense
Even though it tries to whisper,
The whisper is too quiet,
Like a mouse on a hard wood floor
Speaking Portugeuse.

Don't try to understand what happens here,
In my crazy head

You won't get it so don't even attempt,
To be on the same psychic level as me

It won't work stop now.
Please don't go any further
If you try to get into these walls to tear them down,
I'll just have to kill you later