Rats


Im here in my comforter cloud
im whistling away quiet n loud
hearing echoes back from the rat
says i hear then starts talking back
its the best friend in my bedroom
i never had
i never had

it softly chews away in dark
like my tunes on the guitar
with ghosts of my greatest band
the one that scares me the least
is my best friend in my bedroom
i never had
i never had

it lives in dirt so have I
it rarely shows up and I comply
the best friend in the night
i never had
the only friend I assume
i never had

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