Mr book

I cant hear my heart beat
Does that mean i'm dead?
My head is so heavy, does that mean I'm dead?
Oh wait
My head is just so light it bounces
Back and fourth
It isnt heavy
Its loose
I have no head
Just as I have no spirit
But ill tell you what I have
I have two hands that write all by themselves
I dont need a head, cut it out!
What is it good for? To see wars, listen nonsence, to keep itself silent when old men ask "could ye spare a change"? To cry, perhaps? Or perhaps to be broken, a head is good for that. To smell the burning forests, oh god poor trees when they burn, i hurt so much
It hurts to see a tree burn
I dont need a head to see a tree burn
And i dont need a face were my tears flow
Ill just have my hands