Mon Lapin

Chained to the tree and controlled by a leash,
Forced to stay home and play dead.
Blinded by leaves and so many trees,
unable to see the green in one's self.
You can fight and think of the light,
but instead just open your eyes.
Accept the truth and lose the noose,
you'll see through the mirror of life.
Now you can see there was no tree,
no chain keeping you behind.
Yet now you're still hiding afraid of the
lying and who you might deceive.
Released by me who captured you weak
and let you bloom from a seed.
Now back in the forest with all of its fungus
wondering where you could be.
Scared of living in a world of grinning.
Not loving a soul or a thing.
The darkness growing and the moon slowly showing,
white sitting in black, I can see.
Afraid of the darkness for there was no whiteness
nothing to hide and burrow behind.
Now you lay beat, down in the deep,
niceness now lost with life.