Innate Disaster

[crazynate:]]

slipping through a dark alyway,
my mind seems shattered, but my brain still plays.
Walking along the shadow, confused by the talk,
from foreign, dancing butterflies, accumulating the dust of chalk.
Inside, more possibly conveyed,
as a dark seed of mystery, gently hiding in the hay.
Never find me,
or you will see,
I am the monster everyone hates to be...