Fainting Goat

Democracy, a dream so pure,
In an ethical land, it must endure.
Where common good above all stands,
And unity shapes the people's hands.

Dolls, who you dress up in pink and white, 

dolls, who you take to the park or on a flight, 

dolls, who are made of plastic and cloth, 

they are always so girly, never unique or even goth.

My world, was full of happiness and bright

my world, comforting from daylight to night.

my world, seeing animals ripping people into bloody tears,

I know now that they shouldn't be my biggest fears.

Brazil, the year forgotten. The sun is rising. 

The ocean longs for her beloved moon but she has already gone down. The sun has taken her place and the water finds no comfort in him.

I jump in my friend's car.

It's filled basically to the brim.

The area is small and compact.

How did she fit this many people in her tiny car?

i don't feel good

i think i'm hungry

'you feel fine'

says the almost mute voice in the back of my head

'this is normal'

i guess it is

i don't feel good

i think i'm fat