things to ask

mama i've got something to ask today,
before for forever,it becomes yesterday
so please listen to what i have to say

Mama why did i lose my way?
who took me on this path,
whose was this cruel wrath,
why do i burn my life,bring its end,
in the flames that i hold in my hand,
and mama when i wanna breath now,
why does this air go in slow?

mama why do my paperboats always sink?
in the still waters of the silent lake,
and i lose whatever i write on them
from the empty bottle of my red ink
true that they don't know the way and cannot think,
but why don't they sail to the other side even once?
mama should i stop taking any chance?

mama why did they take my feet?
they said this is the way to treat,
and this world is where honour comes,
not from what you do and what you show,
but its measured by the shine on your shoe.
I played in dirt and lost my shoes,
was that a reson to take my feet away?

mama why do they call me a losing snail?
is it too bad, too vile to fail,
or is that winning is the only grail?
mama how could i do what i never wanted to,
their collars are white and minne blue,
they say they are better, is it true?

mama why do they hunt me with their guns,
sitting on the chairs and smiling are the big goons,
i ran to heaven, i found a snake,
swimming pretty in the blood brimming lake,
stars are many but where are a million moons,
is my being here a mistake?

mama i gotta have the answers today,
'coz tomorrow it would sure be yesterday.