28 August 2012
I'll make myself a burrow, And curl up in a ball, Where nothing except me and my thoughts, Really matters at all,
I'll block out all the shouting, The violence on the news, Letting the warmth wash over me, In a world where I can't lose,
And though it's all still happening, Yes, I can't always smile, But in my little burrow, I can forget it for a while.
Opuss № I