Sometimes I look inside myself and I see a monster

Who's really not too tough to kill

Just nobody wants to

And there ain't no minutes left

Before or after

I'm caught within the narrows

Of merciless laughter.

I'm burning with curious yearning to master

I must learn to love it then learning comes after

I turn to my books

And c (light) is a constant

That nature needs nurture

But nobody wants that.