when i write i am real when i think i don’t feel when i speak i’m not heard when i scribe i’m a bird if i leap i will fly if i look i will die if there is reason in all that matters may i be forever mad as a hatter
when i write i am real when i think i don’t feel when i speak i’m not heard when i scribe i’m a bird if i leap i will fly if i look i will die if there is reason in all that matters may i be forever mad as a hatter