My Plea of Sanity
Dear Hatter, Mad Hatter
How does one keep their head from such shatter?
So lost, I’m lost
In a world made of tatter.
Dear Hatter, Mad Hatter
How will I survive from such batter?
So lost, I’m lost.
If the world is my hat, Dear Hatter
How do I keep from becoming you?
This poem is about:
Me
Our world