Snowflakes dance like butterflies
And tiny tears of joy and sorrow fill my
Eyes
Snowflakes turn to water as they touch the ground
So come down but better not
Arrive
I find comfort in sorrow
I find pleasure in joy
And i find it so hard
To pick one of the two
It's getting dark in the afternooon
I use electric light all day in my room
It casts my shadows on the wall
And makes me sit in plato's cave