They call me the white mouse,
The one they cannot catch
The guards are detached,
By money and my charm
I am the most wanted,
The one they want the most
I'm trained to sneak around the lions as they prowl,
Infiltrating and deflating their plans
I am the white mouse,
The one that can nurse
The soldiers are wounded by bullets and sickness,
They are healed with my great skill
I am the white mouse
Cornered and trapped,
Yet they cannot outmatch,
Outmatch my skill of escape
I am the white mouse, the one history knows me as
I am the white mouse, and now you know my tale
YOU ARE READING
Poems From The Dark Minded
PoetryThis is a book of poems I've written myself. I posted this book on my Quotev account originally, and I've decided to move them to Wattpad as well. Warning, this book contains many mentions of murder, blood, suicide, depression, and bullying. Read...
