Behind my eyelids, you’ll find the truth,
waves of sadness, to follow through.
My brain is not wired the same,
sometimes I even forget my name.
Behind my eyelids, there’s a whole world,
which I built word by word.
Evil monsters may come and go,
but among those there are unicorns.
Behind my eyelids, you’ll never know,
how difficult it is to sow.
Everyday I plant my seeds,
empty my mind so my body heals.