Mother dearest
Can you hear me call?
Voice small as a child's
As I cry
Lost across time and space
In my own alternative reality
I'm stuck with alter egos
I guess I deserve it
I'm a private school bitch
I'll solve the case
By compartmentalizing
It's worked so far
If only I could reason
With the pictures I've formed
Into social construct
If only I wasn't crumbling
At the running of a fiend
An exploding car
Blood and fire on the pavement.
Maybe you're why I'm here
Mum.
This warped game
(of suspense and mystery)
all for you.