Chase

The walk through wonderland
you say its stupidity.
your baits of reality
trying to catch me.

I am reality! you see
Eyes buried in deep dark ditches
Cold hearted like a corpse
I have let go off me
the perfect girl you are accustomed to-
is just a skin I left behind
Useless.

Its a special act of balancing
which I have been doing.
Like a puppet I played,
but your threads were fragile
like an old man's mustache.

You pursue me with the skin I left
but its impossible for you
to chase me down

chase me, chase me

I see you!

And never am I
coming back!