With my mate i am happy,
Away from my dearest there is yelling and fighting,
When I'm away my mid is clouded
I curl up,
Hiding away in my box.
When hes around,
I smile gladly,
I open up,
Out of my box and away from hiding,
Happy and marry I am with my mate.
Were to go I do not know,
Even though I don't have a choice,
A choice to Be here or there,
But in my mind there is thoughts and dreams.
Dreaming of green fields,
Away from negativity,
With my mate the one most dearest,
A place were I don't want to hide.
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