"Let's pretend we're kings and queens."
But our kingdom has yet to be seen.
If our world has a population of two
Than who will survive longer, me or you?
"Do let's pretend that I'm a hungry Hyaena, and you're a bone."
But that will just leave me all alone.

I have let the books fill my head
With knowledge that i take to bed.
In my hand, papers wrapped in a cover
This book is my lover.
My fingertips on the cold spine,
The binding of this book is fine.
Oh, Alice dear, your Wonderland
Was just a mirage on the desert sand.