My Time To Play

I live in your world.

Your safe little world.

With your safe little houses

And your safe little lives.

Everything in order

Where everything seems to thrive.

But today is the day that all goes away

Today is the day that I get to play.

You see once in a while

Your world disappears

And mine takes over

And fills you with fear

Today is that day

The day chaos comes to play.

I’ll laugh and I’ll giggle

Watching you all run around

Terror on your faces

Not knowing up from down

As your illusions of safety

Get crushed into the ground

Today is the day your world goes away

Today is the day that I get to play.

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